These remarks usually turned the tables against Janet May, but they also had another effect. She began to be sparing of her sharp, unkind words in Bridget's hearing. This, however, did not prevent her hating the new girl with the most cordial hatred she had ever yet bestowed upon anyone."Faix, then, it does, honey. I'm all agog to see this lovely queen. Why has she been absent so long? Doesn't Mrs. Freeman require any lessons of the sweet creature? Oh, then, it's I that would like to be in her shoes, if that's the case."
"Oh, papa'll pay that! Don't you fret about that, Mrs. Freeman; the dear old dad will settle it. He quite loves writing checks!"
Bridget's arms were flung impulsively round her governess's neck, and then one hand was tucked within the good lady's arm.
"I don't think I ought to listen to you, Bridget.""I don't mind your kissing me, Bridget, only does not it seem a little soon—I have not known you many minutes yet?"
She looked at her friend with a cool, critical eye.