"I'd make it up if I was you, miss," she said.She stood wavering with her own conscience. Caspar was nervous, but he was not vicious.
"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!"
"I expect I shan't be allowed to talk at all."She was a tall, slight girl, fairly good-looking, and not too strong-minded.[Pg 59]
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All that could possibly happen would be a little fright for Evelyn, and a larger measure of disgrace for Bridget. And why should Janet interfere? Why should she tell tales of her schoolfellows? Her story would be misinterpreted by that faction of the girls who already had made Bridget their idol.
"I ought not to speak," said Dorothy, turning very red, "but if you are going to be hard on Bridget——""Are you coming, Dorothy?" called Janet May from the end of the passage.On her way downstairs Mrs. Freeman stepped for a moment into Bridget's room. Her pupil's large traveling trunks had been removed to the box room, but many showy dresses and much finery of various sorts lay scattered about.
"She has been ill, Biddy," said Violet. "Evelyn has been ill, but she is better now; she's coming back to-night. We are all glad, for we all love her.""But Mrs. Freeman wants you to go to bed early to-night."
After a little pause, during which neither mistress nor pupil spoke, the pupil raised her head.
Mrs. Freeman could be austere as well as kind, and Mrs. Freeman was ten times more loved than Miss Delicia.
She was a dependable girl—clever up to a certain point, nice to those with whom she agreed, [Pg 37]affectionate to the people who did not specially prize her affection.