"Evelyn Percival. Doesn't it sound pretty?"
"Evelyn Percival. Doesn't it sound pretty?"
Dorothy Collingwood ran after Mrs. Freeman.When Mrs. Freeman told Bridget to go away and leave her, the Irish girl stopped playing with the tendrils of hair on Evelyn's forehead, and looked at her governess with a blank expression stealing over her face.Oh, yes, she ought to tell; and yet—and yet——
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"I'd make it up if I was you, miss," she said.
"But Mrs. Freeman said——""Oh, what a wicked girl you are," said Mrs. Freeman, roused out of her customary gentle manner by the sight of Evelyn's motionless form. "I can't speak to you at this moment, Bridget O'Hara; go away, leave Evelyn to me. Evelyn, my darling, look at me, speak to me—say you are not hurt!""I certainly want you, Bridget. I am not in the habit of sending for my pupils if I don't wish to speak to them."
Mrs. Freeman sighed as she said these words.