"I loathe ladylike ways."
"Janet, I wish you would not speak in that bitter way.""O Bridget!" exclaimed the little girls, starting back in affright."I don't think I ought to listen to you, Bridget."
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The girls were leaving the dining room while these thoughts were flashing through Marshall's mind. Dorothy and Janet May were walking side by side.
[Pg 61]"When she can," replied Bridget. Her hands dropped to her sides. She lowered her eyes; her proud lips were firmly shut.
A slight additional color came into Miss Percival's cheeks.