"Hurrah! Hurrah! Long may she stay there! Now, do let us drop this tiresome subject. We have only ten minutes to ourselves before the rest of the committee arrive, and that point with regard to Evelyn Percival must be arranged. Come, Dorothy, let us race each other to the Lookout!"They were both undressing when she entered the room this evening, but the moment she appeared they rushed to her and began an eager torrent of words.Bridget was sitting in the middle of the dusty road with a girl's head on her lap. The girl's figure was stretched out flat and motionless; her hat was off, and Bridget was pushing back some waves of fair hair from her temples.
"How can I possibly guess?"
"Bridget, do look," said Mrs. Freeman; "you have trodden on that lovely bud!""Oh, lor, miss, you're too good, but there's that bell again; I must run this minute.""How can I possibly guess?"
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"And isn't she nice to-day?"
"I know we've all been awfully naughty, but we didn't think Caspar would mind the boughs. He turned sharp round and something happened to the wheels of the carriage—and—and—oh, Mrs. Freeman, do come. I think Evelyn must be dead, she's lying so still.""I did not specially mention the flowers, my dear. There are many rules in full force at Mulberry Court, and the pupils are expected to obey them all.""It's a distinct insult," began Dolly. "I disapprove—I disapprove."
Oh, yes, she ought to tell; and yet—and yet——
"Yes, but at what?"
Bridget wore a white muslin dress with a long train. Her silver girdle was clasped round her waist. She went deliberately up to a rose tree in full flower, and, picking two or three half-opened buds, put them in her girdle.
Bridget felt a wild desire to rush after Miss Patience, and defying all punishment and all commands, appear as usual in the dining room.