"What?" said Katie, her eyes growing big with fascination and alarm.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.
A loud booming sound filled the air.
Bridget dropped back into her seat with a profound sigh. Presently the dinner gong sounded, and Miss Patience put away her papers and accounts, and shutting up her desk, prepared to leave the room. Bridget got up too. "I am glad that is dinner," she said; "I'm awfully hungry. May I go up to my room to tidy myself, Miss Patience?""When will that be?""Here you are," exclaimed the two pairs of lips eagerly.
"Oh, I declare, the little dear is huffed about something! Well, then, I'll tell. I'll be fifteen in exactly a month from now! What do you say to that? I'm well grown, am I not, Janet?"
Bridget's arms were flung impulsively round her governess's neck, and then one hand was tucked within the good lady's arm.Bridget felt a wild desire to rush after Miss Patience, and defying all punishment and all commands, appear as usual in the dining room."Then go and ask, darling. Find Mrs. Freeman, and ask her; it's so easily done."
Mrs. Freeman could see them as she sat in her sitting room.Bridget's face turned very white. She looked wildly toward the door, then at the window.
"Yes, Bridget, very nice—go and take your place, my dear. There, beside Janet May. Another morning I hope you will be in time for prayers. Of course, we make all allowances the first day. Take your place directly, breakfast is half over."
She was not present, however, and did not, indeed, put in an appearance in the breakfast room until the meal was half over.
"Oh, good gra——! I mean, mercy Moses!"