"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.""Yes, Olive; I'm very busy. Do you want anything?"In every sense of the word Bridget was unexpected. She had an extraordinary aptitude for arithmetic, and took a high place in the school on account of her mathematics. The word mathematics, however, she had never even heard before. She could gabble French as fluently as a native, but did not know a word of the grammar. She had a perfect ear for music, could sing like a bird, and play any air she once heard, but she could scarcely read music at all, and was refractory and troublesome when asked to learn notes.
"Oh, never mind about bed—I'm not the least sleepy."There was a spirit that shone out of those gray eyes, and lent sweetness to that mouth, which was in itself so beautiful that it radiated all over Evelyn, and gave her that strong fascination which those who are striving heavenward ever possess."Miss Collingwood," said Marshall, in a timid whisper, "might I say a word to you, miss?""Bridget O'Hara!" exclaimed Janet, "that incorrigible, unpleasant girl? Why did you waste your time listening to her?"
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She burst into sudden frantic weeping.
"And you also dislike poor Bridget? I can't imagine why you take such strong prejudices."Dorothy Collingwood ran after Mrs. Freeman."You are not to pick flowers, Miss O'Hara; it is against the rules of the school."
"He'll be sorry he sent me; he'll be sorry he listened to Aunt Kathleen," she said to herself.The girls took their places at the table—grace was said, and the meal began.
"What is it, my dear?" The head mistress drew herself slightly up, and looked in some surprise at her pupil.
"And you also dislike poor Bridget? I can't imagine why you take such strong prejudices."
Ruth clapped her hands.
She was not present, however, and did not, indeed, put in an appearance in the breakfast room until the meal was half over.