"There, thank Heaven, I haven't killed her!" exclaimed Bridget.Janet sprang from her seat with apparent alacrity.A fashionable watering-place called Eastcliff was situated about a mile from Mulberry Court, the old-fashioned house, with the old-world gardens, where the schoolgirls lived. There were about fifty of them in all, and they had to confess that although Mulberry Court was undoubtedly school, yet those who lived in the house and played in the gardens, and had merry games and races on the seashore, enjoyed a specially good time which they would be glad to think of by and by.On this particular day the world ceases to speak in those gentle and submissive tones. With all its grays and its blacks turned full in view, it says: "You are only an atom; there are millions of other human beings to share my good things as well as my evil. After all, I am not your slave, but your mistress; I have made laws, and you have got to obey them. Up to the present I have treated you as a baby, but now I am going to show you what life really means."
"Well, I'm here," she said; "what is it?" She still used that half-mocking, indifferent voice.Mrs. Freeman could see them as she sat in her sitting room.
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"May I go with the others?" asked Miss O'Hara.
[Pg 61]Miss Delicia hurried on, intent on some housewifely mission, and Olive entering the house went down a long stone passage which led to the sixth form schoolroom.Bridget O'Hara's clear blue eyes were opened a little, wider apart.
"But Mrs. Freeman wants you to go to bed early to-night."
"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."
"I shall look to you to help me with this wild Irish girl," she said with a smile. "Now, go to your lessons, my dear."