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The carriage lay smashed a couple of hundred yards from the gates of the avenue.

"That's as bad as the other expression, Bridget.""What poor dear young lady?"

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"What is it, my dear?" The head mistress drew herself slightly up, and looked in some surprise at her pupil.

"Good gracious, why, that's weeks off! I can't live without flowers for weeks! Look here, Mrs. Freeman; is there not to be an exception made for me? Papa said, when I was coming here, that my happiness was to be the first thing considered. Don't you agree with him? Don't you wish me to be very, very happy?"

"You know perfectly well what I mean," she answered; "you know who the enemy is—at least you know who is your enemy."

"There, thank Heaven, I haven't killed her!" exclaimed Bridget.

Mrs. Freeman took her unwilling hand, led her into Miss Patience's dull little sitting room, which only[Pg 63] looked out upon the back yard, and, shutting the door behind her, left her to her own meditations.