"I hope not, Bridget.""I think I understand you, Dorothy," said Mrs. Freeman. "Kiss me!"
"Oh, I'll come to that by and by; now about Miss O'Hara. Janet, I deny that she's weak."
"I must say one thing," replied Olive, "and then I will turn to a more congenial theme. I hope Evelyn Percival won't take Miss O'Hara's part. You know, Janet, what strong prejudices Evelyn has."
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"But Mrs. Freeman said——""Yes, I will love you," she replied; "but please go to bed now, dear. You really will get into trouble if you don't, and it seems such a pity that you should begin your school life in disgrace.""Don't you hear the clock?" exclaimed Dorothy, unconscious relief coming into her tones.
Bridget's face turned very white. She looked wildly toward the door, then at the window."I think you must mean Dorothy Collingwood," said Janet in her clear, cold English voice. "May I ask if you have ever been at school before, Miss O'Hara?"
On this special night in the mid-term the girls who were ignominiously obliged to retire to their bedrooms felt a sorer sense of being left out than ever.
Bridget O'Hara bestowed upon the four girls who stood before her a lightning glance of quizzical inquiry. She was a tall, fully developed girl, and no one could doubt her claim to beauty who looked at her even for a moment.