Ruth clapped her hands.
"Yes, certainly. Let me introduce you to someone in particular. Janet May, come here, my dear.""Look, dear," said the governess. "What is that distant speck? I am so terribly near-sighted that I cannot make out whether it is a carriage or cart of some sort.""As to disliking Miss O'Hara, it's more a case of despising; she's beneath my dislike."
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"Yes; you have got to earn it first, however," replied Miss Collingwood, slipping back the pale green panel with a dexterous movement.
The school stood on the side of a hill, which faced downward to the sea. Its aspect was south, and it was sheltered from the east and west winds by a thick plantation of young trees, which looked green and fresh in the spring, and were beginning already to afford a delightful shade in hot weather."I don't think I ought to listen to you, Bridget.""Why, Dorothy Collingwood; she has gone over to the ranks of the enemy.""Oh, if you take it up in that way," said Olive; but her words had a faint sound about them—she was a girl who was easily impressed either for good or evil.
Marshall departed, and Bridget lifted the cover from her plate and looked at the nice hot lamb and green peas.She had not passed a pleasant morning, however, and this plan scarcely commended itself to her.
She stood for a minute or two, then walked slowly back to the window, out of which her schoolmistress leaned.
"When she can," replied Bridget. Her hands dropped to her sides. She lowered her eyes; her proud lips were firmly shut.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought of this plan; but, in the first place, she had no idea how to manage it, and, what was a far more serious obstacle, her little sealskin purse, her father's last present, was empty.