There are some jealous people who dislike the beautiful because they are beautiful, the good because they are good. Girls with this special character are to be found in every school. Janet May was one of them, but perhaps in the whole of Mulberry Court she was the only person who at this juncture cordially disliked Evelyn Percival."Yes, certainly. Let me introduce you to someone in particular. Janet May, come here, my dear."
"It's a distinct insult," began Dolly. "I disapprove—I disapprove."
It was in some such fashion that the world spoke to Bridget O'Hara on this special summer's morning.
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"Well," said Janet, "if you insist on spoiling everything, girls, you must. You know what Evelyn is."
"Now, Biddy, go on, Biddy!" exclaimed the children. "We love ghost stories, so do tell us more about the candle."
A slight additional color came into Miss Percival's cheeks.
"Earn it—how? Do you mean pay extra for it? Oh, that can be easily managed—I'll write to papa at once. He has heaps of money, even though he is Irish, and he can deny me nothing. He's paying lots more for me than most of the girls' fathers pay for them. That's why I have a room to myself, and why I am to have riding lessons, and a whole heap of things. But I mean to share all my little comforts with you, you darling. Oh, if the cupboard is to be bought, I'll soon have one. Now let us sit in this cosy, deep seat in the window, and put our arms round one another and talk." The great clock in the stable struck nine.