Mrs. Freeman could be austere as well as kind, and Mrs. Freeman was ten times more loved than Miss Delicia.
"May I go with the others?" asked Miss O'Hara.
An audible titter was heard down the table, and Mrs. Freeman turned somewhat red."It's a distinct insult," began Dolly. "I disapprove—I disapprove."
[Pg 43]"And we are not allowed to go out of the grounds by ourselves," cried several other voices.
"I don't mean that, miss; I mean that perhaps you'd talk to Miss Bridget, and persuade her to do whatever Mrs. Freeman says is right. I don't know what that is, of course, but you has a very kind way, Miss Dorothy,[Pg 71] and ef you would speak to Miss O'Hara, maybe she'd listen to you."Janet turned at the sound of her name, and came quickly up to her mistress. She looked slight, pale, and almost insignificant beside the full, blooming, luxuriously made girl, who, resting one hand in a [Pg 15]nonchalant manner on the back of her chair, was looking full at her with laughing bright eyes."I wish you'd go away, child!" said Janet in a decidedly cross tone. "What are all you small girls doing out and about at this hour? Surely it's time for you to be in bed. What can Miss Marshall be about not to have fetched you before now?"
There was a movement of chairs, and a general rising.
Janet bent her fair face again over the open page; a faint flush had risen in each of her cheeks.
Mrs. Freeman left her pupil's room, and went downstairs.