She was coming at mid-term, which in itself was rather exceptional."My! what a minute!" said Miss Bridget, tossing back her abundant hair, and slipping one firm, dimpled hand inside Janet's arm. "Well, come on, darling," she continued, giving that young lady an affectionate squeeze. "Let's make the most of our precious time. I'm dying to know you all—I think you look so sweet. Who's that love of a girl in gray, who sat next you at supper? She had golden hair, and blue eyes—not like mine, of course, but well enough for English eyes. What's her name, dear?"[Pg 53]
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.
She burst into sudden frantic weeping.
"Will you have some fruit?" she said coldly, laying[Pg 14] a restraining hand as she spoke on the girl's beflowered and embroidered dress."Oh, I am sorry!"
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"Yes, what is it?"
"New girl!" exclaimed Katie, "why, she's about the very oldest girl in the school—the oldest and the nicest. She's the head of the school. We call her our queen. She's not like you, Biddy, of course; but she's very nice—awfully nice!""Oh, let me look; do let me look!" cried Ruth, while Olive and Janet both pressed eagerly forward."Go on; tell us quickly what you did with the candle, Biddy!" cried little Violet, pulling her new friend by the arm.
"I don't think I ever felt my temper more irritated," murmured the good lady under her breath. "Why did I undertake an Irish girl, and one who had never been from home before? Well, the deed is done now, and I must not show impatience, however I may feel it. Bridget, my dear! Bridget O'Hara! Do you hear me?"CHAPTER V. BREAKING IN A WILD COLT.
"You deny that she's weak," repeated Janet. "I wonder what your idea of strength is, Olive."
Mrs. Freeman sighed as she said these words.