"He'll be sorry he sent me; he'll be sorry he listened to Aunt Kathleen," she said to herself."I think, my dear, we won't talk quite so much," said Mrs. Freeman. "At most of our meals German is the only language spoken. Supper, of course, is an exception. Why, what is the matter. Miss O'Hara?"
CHAPTER IV. THE QUEEN OF THE SCHOOL.
The door was opened, and a neatly dressed servant of the name of Marshall entered, bearing a dinner tray.
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Bridget stood and watched her. Olive kept a little apart, and the smaller girls clustered close together, watching their new friend's face with interest and admiration.Miss Collingwood was turning away, when her mistress stretched out her hand and drew her back.
"Oh, let me look; do let me look!" cried Ruth, while Olive and Janet both pressed eagerly forward.
"My dear, I must tell you that I am a little anxious. Hickman took that shying horse, Caspar, to bring Evelyn home. I intended Miss Molly to have been sent for her. Dear Evelyn is still so nervous after her bad illness that I would not for the world have her startled in any way. And really, Caspar gets worse and worse. What is the matter, Janet? You have started now."
"This is my panel," said Dorothy, "and these are my own special pet things. I bring out my favorite chair when I want to use it, or to offer it to a guest; I put it back when I have done with it. See these shelves, they hold my afternoon tea set, my books, my paint box, my workbasket, my photographic album—in short, all my dearest treasures."