In all her life Bridget had never been cut before.
"Bridget, do look," said Mrs. Freeman; "you have trodden on that lovely bud!"
While Marshall was speaking she looked down at the pretty and rebellious young prisoner with marked interest."You don't suppose I mind her?" exclaimed Bridget. "Rudeness always shows ill-breeding, but it is still more ill-bred to notice it—at least, that's what papa says. She spoke rather as if she did not like me, which is quite incomprehensible, for everybody loves me at home."
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There was a sound, a commotion. Several steps were heard; eager voices were raised in expostulation and distress.
"No, not very. The younger girls were fond of me, and Dorothy Collingwood was nice."
"And there's such a fuss made about her, too," interrupted Olive. "A carriage and pair sent to meet her, forsooth, and a separate room for the darling to sleep in. It was good-natured of you to stay with her, Dolly;[Pg 25] I assure you Ruth, and Janet, and I could not have borne another moment of her society."
"I can't eat anything, Marshall," said Bridget, shaking her head. "You are kind; I see by your face that you are very kind. When I'm let out of this horrid prison I'll give you some blue ribbon that I have upstairs, and a string of Venetian beads. I dare say you're fond of finery."
"If I had only some smelling salts," she began.