"Please wait one moment, Mrs. Freeman."
"I know," echoed Janet, a queer angry light filling her eyes for a minute. "Oh, dear! oh, dear! What with our examinations and the Fancy Fair, and all this worry about the new girl, life scarcely seems worth living—it really doesn't."
She entered the room, then, in a long white embroidered dress, looped up here, there, and everywhere with sky-blue ribbons. It was a charming toilet, and most becoming to its wearer, but absolutely unsuitable for schoolroom work."Oh, I declare, the little dear is huffed about something! Well, then, I'll tell. I'll be fifteen in exactly a month from now! What do you say to that? I'm well grown, am I not, Janet?"
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"Will you have some fruit?" she said coldly, laying[Pg 14] a restraining hand as she spoke on the girl's beflowered and embroidered dress.
"I hope not, Bridget.""Did you want me, Mrs. Freeman?" she said, in her lazy, rich, somewhat impertinent voice.
CHAPTER IV. THE QUEEN OF THE SCHOOL.
"And what's the darling's name?" asked Bridget.
She burst into sudden frantic weeping.