"The dogs?" asked Dorothy, interested in spite of herself.
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.
Janet and Olive Moore were returning slowly to the house after a vigorous game of tennis. They stopped to look down at the group who surrounded Dorothy.She burst into sudden frantic weeping."But Mrs. Freeman wants you to go to bed early to-night."
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They were both undressing when she entered the room this evening, but the moment she appeared they rushed to her and began an eager torrent of words.
"Oh, how very funny—how—how unpleasant. Did you tell papa about that when he arranged to send me here?""You remain here, Bridget," she repeated, "until you have promised to obey the rules of the school. No longer and no shorter will be your term of punishment. It remains altogether with yourself how soon you are liberated."She sat down presently on the nearest chair and covered her face with her hands. She could only resolve on one thing—she would certainly not yield to Mrs. Freeman's request—nothing would induce her to promise to obey the rules of the school."Hadn't they got leave to come to meet me?"
"We are each of us allowed a certain freedom here," said Dorothy. "You see these panels? It is a great promotion to possess a panel. All the girls who are allowed to have the use of this room cannot have one, but the best of us can. Now behold! Open sesame! Shut your eyes for a minute—you can open them again when I tell you. Now—you may look now."
"No, it was that wild Irish girl's doing. I really don't know what to do with her."
"As to disliking Miss O'Hara, it's more a case of despising; she's beneath my dislike."