There was a movement of chairs, and a general rising."But we are not allowed to cut the boughs, Bridget," said Katie.
"I can't help it, my dear; I'm honest, whatever I am."
Should she run away altogether? Should she walk to Eastcliff and take the next train to London, and then, trusting to chance, and to the kindness of strangers, endeavor to find her way back to the dear and loving shores of the old country, and so back again to the beloved home?
"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."
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"Shall I really—how unfortunate; but she doesn't look a bad-tempered woman, and what is there in wishing for fresh eggs? Stale eggs aren't wholesome."
"Did you speak?" asked Miss May in her coldest tones.Janet bent her fair face again over the open page; a faint flush had risen in each of her cheeks.
Miss Delicia was fussing in and out of the house, and picking fresh strawberries, and nodding to the girls she happened to meet with a kind of suppressed delight.
"She's not so bad at all," began Dorothy.
"What is that?"
"Change my dress! Now I really don't understand you. Am I to come down in my dressing-gown?"