Mrs. Freeman could scarcely restrain her impatience."We'll all be delighted to have her again, of course," said Olive. "And is she really quite well, Miss Delicia?""Hurrah! Hurrah! Supper!" she cried. "Your committee must keep, Janet. Now for the satisfaction of rampant, raging curiosity. Dolly, will you race me to the house?"
"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!""My attainments! Good gracious, I haven't any!"
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This morning Bridget had been practically "sent to Coventry." Even Dorothy was cold in her manner to her. The small children who had hung upon her words and followed her with delight the evening before, were now too frightened at the consequences of their own daring to come near her. Janet, Ruth, and Olive had shown their disapproval by marked avoidance and covert sneers. Bridget had done a very naughty act, and the school thought it well to show its displeasure."No, no; what nonsense you talk! What is there to be frightened about? Do go; I can't learn this difficult French poetry while you keep staring at me!"
"You know perfectly well what I mean," she answered; "you know who the enemy is—at least you know who is your enemy."
Mrs. Freeman could see them as she sat in her sitting room.
"I hate school," she said. "I want to go back to the Castle. Can I go to-day?"