She was a tall, slight girl, fairly good-looking, and not too strong-minded.A fashionable watering-place called Eastcliff was situated about a mile from Mulberry Court, the old-fashioned house, with the old-world gardens, where the schoolgirls lived. There were about fifty of them in all, and they had to confess that although Mulberry Court was undoubtedly school, yet those who lived in the house and played in the gardens, and had merry games and races on the seashore, enjoyed a specially good time which they would be glad to think of by and by.
Marshall had to be comforted with this rather dubious speech, and Dorothy ran on to join Janet.
Evelyn gave a very faint sigh, and turning her head looked out of the window.
"Just play the piece over to me," she said to her master. "I'll do it if you play it over. Yes, that's it—tum, tum, tummy, tum, tum. Oughtn't you to crash the air out a bit there? I think you ought. Yes, that's it—isn't it lovely? Now let me try.""Of course it is, Violet," replied Miss Collingwood in her good-natured way. "But what a naughty imp you were to hide under the laurel arch. The wonder[Pg 8] is you did not get right in the way of the horses' hoofs."
She was in every sense of the word an untamed creature; she was like a wild bird who had just been caught and put into a cage."Yes, certainly. Let me introduce you to someone in particular. Janet May, come here, my dear."
"We won't discuss the whys nor the wherefores; the fact remains that I do dislike her.""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."
"No, no; what nonsense you talk! What is there to be frightened about? Do go; I can't learn this difficult French poetry while you keep staring at me!"
"We won't discuss the whys nor the wherefores; the fact remains that I do dislike her."
"What poor dear young lady?"