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"How can I possibly tell you, Miss O'Hara?" she replied. "You are a tall girl. Perhaps you are seventeen, although you look more."

"How disagreeable! I can't live without flowers. I suppose papa will not expect me to stay if I don't like the place?"

All that could possibly happen would be a little fright for Evelyn, and a larger measure of disgrace for Bridget. And why should Janet interfere? Why should she tell tales of her schoolfellows? Her story would be misinterpreted by that faction of the girls who already had made Bridget their idol."Bridget, do look," said Mrs. Freeman; "you have trodden on that lovely bud!"

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Dorothy turned with her companion; they walked along the wide gravel sweep, then entered a narrow path which wound gradually up-hill. They soon reached a rural tower, which was called by the girls "The Lookout," mounted some steep steps, and found[Pg 4] themselves standing on a little platform, where two other girls were waiting to receive them.

Mrs. Freeman breathed a sigh of relief."Janet, I wish you would not speak in that bitter way."

Mrs. Freeman and Miss Patience had driven away in a very smart carriage with a pair of horses to meet her.[Pg 31]

"Then go and ask, darling. Find Mrs. Freeman, and ask her; it's so easily done."

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