A story book, belonging to the school library, happened to be lying on a chair close to her own. She took it up, opened it, and began to read. The tale was sufficiently interesting to cause her to forget her troubles."No, no—do forgive me!"
A slight additional color came into Miss Percival's cheeks.Miss Collingwood was turning away, when her mistress stretched out her hand and drew her back.
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"No, my dear," replied the head mistress, in a rather icy voice, "I have never had the pleasure of visiting Ireland."
But plain as Evelyn undoubtedly was, no one who knew her long ever remarked about her appearance, or gave a second thought to the fact that she could lay small claim to physical beauty."What do you mean, Olive?" Olive turned and looked at Janet.
"Well, if I must go, and if you really wish it. Come with me to my room, Dorothy. O Dolly, if you would sleep with me to-night!""Don't you hear the clock?" exclaimed Dorothy, unconscious relief coming into her tones.
"I feel quite well," replied Evelyn, "quite well, and disinclined to stay in bed. I want to get up and see all my friends. You don't know how I have been looking forward to this."
Mrs. Freeman could see them as she sat in her sitting room.
Janet was never known to lose her temper, but she had a sarcastic tongue, and people did not like to lay themselves open to the cutting remarks which often and unsparingly fell from her lips.