She burst into sudden frantic weeping."And isn't she nice to-day?"
"Only to tell you that that pet of yours, Bridget O'Hara, is likely to get herself into a nice scrape. She has run down the road with a number of the small fry to meet Evelyn. They are taking boughs of trees with them, and are going to shout, or do something extraordinary, when they see her arriving. Janet, what's the matter? How queer you look!"
"But Mrs. Freeman said——" she began.
Mrs. Freeman could not help uttering a faint, inward sigh.Janet sprang from her seat with apparent alacrity.Bridget O'Hara's clear blue eyes were opened a little, wider apart.
rummyrummy satta link satte ka baap
There was little use, therefore, in rushing out of her prison to join her companions in their playground or on the shore.
Bridget wore a white muslin dress with a long train. Her silver girdle was clasped round her waist. She went deliberately up to a rose tree in full flower, and, picking two or three half-opened buds, put them in her girdle.Bridget's face turned very white. She looked wildly toward the door, then at the window.
"Bridget, you are incorrigible. If kindness won't make you see that you are bound in honor to obey me, I must try punishment. Wretched child, I don't wish to be hard to you, but do what I say, you must!"
"Do try not to make such a fool of yourself," repeated Janet, angrily, in her ear.
"Yes; does not a mistress always command her pupils?"