Bridget's movements were so fleet that the head mistress had no time to intercept her; there was a flash of a white dress disappearing through the open window, and that was all.
"I don't believe you'll ever drive her," said Miss Delicia. "I know that sort of character. It's only hardened when it's driven.""Now, how old am I?" she asked, stamping her arched foot. "Don't be shy, any of you. Begin at the[Pg 17] eldest, and guess right away. Now then, Miss Collingwood—you see, I know your name—the age of your humble servant, if you please."
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She stepped out of the open window, and walked rapidly across the wide gravel sweep.
"And we are not allowed to go out of the grounds by ourselves," cried several other voices.
"I think I understand you, Dorothy," said Mrs. Freeman. "Kiss me!"
"Oh, never mind about bed—I'm not the least sleepy."
"I suppose I may go," she said, "if that's all you have got to say?"