"No, my dear," replied the head mistress, in a rather icy voice, "I have never had the pleasure of visiting Ireland."As she was approaching the house she was met by Miss Delicia, who stopped to speak kindly to her.
Bridget, her hat hanging on her arm, defiance very marked on her brow, came suddenly into view. She was alone, and Mrs. Freeman noticed that Janet and her two companions stopped to look at her as if they rather enjoyed the spectacle. They paused for a moment, stared rudely, then turned their backs on Miss O'Hara.Other new girls had arrived, and only the faintest rumors had got out about them beforehand.CHAPTER IV. THE QUEEN OF THE SCHOOL.
ultimate rummy hack
"I don't hear any sound whatever, Mrs. Freeman," she said, "but please don't be alarmed; Evelyn's train may have been late."
"O Janey," exclaimed two of the other girls in a breath, "a committee does sound so absurdly formal."A sense of disappointment was over them all, for the new girl upon whom their present thoughts were centered had not put in an appearance—nothing was said about her—Mrs. Freeman looked as tranquil as usual, Miss Patience as white and anxious, Miss Delicia as good-natured and downy.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.
"No fruit, thank you. Oh, what a lovely ring you have on! It's a ruby, isn't it? My poor mother—she died when I was only three—had some splendid rubies—they are to be mine when I am grown up. Papa is keeping them for me in the County Bank. You always keep your valuables in the Bank in Ireland, you know—that's on account of the Land Leaguers.""Oh, how very funny—how—how unpleasant. Did you tell papa about that when he arranged to send me here?"
The room was something like a drawing room, with many easy-chairs and tables. Plenty of light streamed in from the lofty windows, and fell upon knickknacks and brackets, on flowers in pots—in short, on the many little possessions which each individual girl had brought to decorate her favorite room.
Bridget O'Hara's clear blue eyes were opened a little, wider apart.
"Oh, good gra——! I mean, mercy Moses!"
As Dorothy and her companions walked through the wide, cool entrance hall, and turned down the stone passage which led to the supper room, they were quite conscious of the fact that some of the naughtiest and most adventurous imps of the lower[Pg 11] school were hovering round, hanging over banisters or hiding behind doors. A suppressed giggle of laughter proceeded so plainly from the back of one of the doors, that Dorothy could not resist stretching back her hand as she passed, and giving a playful tap on the panels with her knuckles. The suppressed laughter became dangerously audible when she did this, so in mercy she was forced to take no further notice.