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Janet bent her fair face again over the open page; a faint flush had risen in each of her cheeks."Oh, goodness—no, I mustn't—mercy! nor that either; oh, I—I say, Mrs. Freeman, don't let the new dresses be frumpy, or I'll break my heart. I do so adore looking at myself in a lovely dress.""Why did you speak so sharply to her, Olive?" exclaimed Dorothy. "After all, her curiosity is but natural—I must even own that I share it myself."

"No, Bridget, you cannot. You have been sent here to be under my care, and you must remain with me at least until the end of the term.""Then go and ask, darling. Find Mrs. Freeman, and ask her; it's so easily done."[Pg 21]

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"Command me?" said Bridget, her nostrils dilating."I won't eat any dinner in this horrid room," she said; "I think I have been treated shamefully. If my dinner is sent to me I won't eat it."Mrs. Freeman could see them as she sat in her sitting room.

"Pretty," interrupted Janet, scorn curling her lip."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!""Don't do that, Bridget," said Miss Patience; "you are disturbing me."

Bridget's face turned very white. She looked wildly toward the door, then at the window.

Evelyn Percival was one of the few girls in the school who was privileged to have a room to herself. Her little room was prettily draped in white and pink. It was called the Pink Room, and adjoined the Blue Room, which was occupied by Bridget O'Hara.