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Bridget's changeful face was now all glowing with excitement, eagerness, and hope. Her defiant attitude had vanished. As she looked full at Mrs. Freeman, her governess noticed for the first time that her eyelids were red, as if she had been crying. That, and a certain pathos in her voice, made the head mistress regard her in a new light.The Fair was the great event to which the girls looked forward, and in the first excitement of such an unusual proceeding each of them worked with a will.

She scrutinized Olive's face now, a slightly satirical expression hovering round her somewhat thin lips.

[Pg 72]"Spare me, my dear. I really am in too great a hurry to hear a list of your wardrobe. Is it possible that your father sent you to school with all that heap of finery, and nothing sensible to wear?"

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CHAPTER IV. THE QUEEN OF THE SCHOOL.Bridget slipped her hand into her pocket, and pulled out an exquisitely embossed vinaigrette.

"I expect I shan't be allowed to talk at all."

What a fuss everyone was making about that stupid Evelyn Percival. Here was the head mistress even quite in a fume because she was a minute or two late in putting in an appearance.

As she cut the blossoms off, she flung them into her white skirt, which she had raised in front for the purpose. Now, as she ran to meet Mrs. Freeman, the skirt tumbled down, and the roses—red, white, and crimson—fell on the ground at her feet.

"I think I understand you, Dorothy," said Mrs. Freeman. "Kiss me!"