Ruth Bury was short and dark, but Janet May, her companion, was extremely slim and fair. She would have been a pretty girl but for the somewhat disagreeable expression of her face.
She used this tongue most frequently on Bridget O'Hara, but for the first time she was met by a wondering, puzzled, good-humored, and non-comprehending gaze.
[Pg 27][Pg 59]She did not attempt to rise to her feet, however, and Mrs. Freeman was far too much absorbed to take any further notice of her.
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"It is a covered wagon," said Janet. "I see it quite plainly. There is no carriage at all in view, Mrs. Freeman."
Bridget's arms were flung impulsively round her governess's neck, and then one hand was tucked within the good lady's arm.She was in every sense of the word an untamed creature; she was like a wild bird who had just been caught and put into a cage.
"No, no—do forgive me!"
"You are not to pick flowers, Miss O'Hara; it is against the rules of the school."
In all her life Bridget had never been cut before.