"New girl!" exclaimed Katie, "why, she's about the very oldest girl in the school—the oldest and the nicest. She's the head of the school. We call her our queen. She's not like you, Biddy, of course; but she's very nice—awfully nice!"
Olive looked at her steadily.
"Yes, darling, I did. Shall we go into the common room now? I'm dying to see it."
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"How disagreeable! I can't live without flowers. I suppose papa will not expect me to stay if I don't like the place?""Shall I really—how unfortunate; but she doesn't look a bad-tempered woman, and what is there in wishing for fresh eggs? Stale eggs aren't wholesome."
They were both undressing when she entered the room this evening, but the moment she appeared they rushed to her and began an eager torrent of words.Bridget's arms were flung impulsively round her governess's neck, and then one hand was tucked within the good lady's arm.She entered the room, then, in a long white embroidered dress, looped up here, there, and everywhere with sky-blue ribbons. It was a charming toilet, and most becoming to its wearer, but absolutely unsuitable for schoolroom work.
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.
"Quite right, Janet, I am glad you are so industrious. I won't disturb you for more than a minute, my love. I just want to look out of this window. It is the only one that commands a view of the road from Eastcliff. Evelyn ought to be here by now."
"She's not so bad at all," began Dorothy.