The door was opened, and a neatly dressed servant of the name of Marshall entered, bearing a dinner tray."Well, dear, you are not to blame. I shall take you to Eastcliff this afternoon, and order some plain dresses to be made up for you."She was beginning to collect her somewhat scattered thoughts, when the door was opened suddenly, and, to her surprise, Mrs. Freeman came into the room.
"I feel quite well," replied Evelyn, "quite well, and disinclined to stay in bed. I want to get up and see all my friends. You don't know how I have been looking forward to this."
Evelyn Percival was one of the few girls in the school who was privileged to have a room to herself. Her little room was prettily draped in white and pink. It was called the Pink Room, and adjoined the Blue Room, which was occupied by Bridget O'Hara.She never came into a room without exercising in a silent, unobtrusive, very gentle way, a marked effect for good.
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"Yes, I am sure she has a good deal of physical courage, but that does not alter the fact of her having defied my authority and led the children into mischief.""I know we've all been awfully naughty, but we didn't think Caspar would mind the boughs. He turned sharp round and something happened to the wheels of the carriage—and—and—oh, Mrs. Freeman, do come. I think Evelyn must be dead, she's lying so still."
While Marshall was speaking she looked down at the pretty and rebellious young prisoner with marked interest."When will that be?"
"Then go and ask, darling. Find Mrs. Freeman, and ask her; it's so easily done."
Her first impulse was to open the door of her prison and go boldly out.
"Well, let's settle to business now," said Ruth; "I'm sure I'm more than willing. Who has got a pencil and paper?"
"O Bridget!" exclaimed the little girls, starting back in affright.