"You can watch the sea from your bed, my dear," she said, "and I will send Dorothy to sit with you after[Pg 55] morning school. Now I want to ask you if you can give any idea of how the accident occurred?""He'll be sorry he sent me; he'll be sorry he listened to Aunt Kathleen," she said to herself.
Bridget's face turned very white. She looked wildly toward the door, then at the window.
"No, it was that wild Irish girl's doing. I really don't know what to do with her."
"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?""Janet!"
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"Come now, Janet," she said, "confession is good for the soul—own—now do own that you cordially hate the new girl, Bridget O'Hara."
"Then go and ask, darling. Find Mrs. Freeman, and ask her; it's so easily done.""I hope not, Bridget.""Shall I really—how unfortunate; but she doesn't look a bad-tempered woman, and what is there in wishing for fresh eggs? Stale eggs aren't wholesome."
"Now, how old am I?" she asked, stamping her arched foot. "Don't be shy, any of you. Begin at the[Pg 17] eldest, and guess right away. Now then, Miss Collingwood—you see, I know your name—the age of your humble servant, if you please.""You remain here, Bridget," she repeated, "until you have promised to obey the rules of the school. No longer and no shorter will be your term of punishment. It remains altogether with yourself how soon you are liberated."
"I certainly want you, Bridget. I am not in the habit of sending for my pupils if I don't wish to speak to them."