"Yes, Marshall," said Dorothy; she stopped. Janet stopped also, and gave Marshall a freezing glance.She ran lightly down the grassy slope, and touched Dorothy on her arm.
"No fruit, thank you. Oh, what a lovely ring you have on! It's a ruby, isn't it? My poor mother—she died when I was only three—had some splendid rubies—they are to be mine when I am grown up. Papa is keeping them for me in the County Bank. You always keep your valuables in the Bank in Ireland, you know—that's on account of the Land Leaguers.""I don't mean that sort of learning, Bridget. I mean what you acquire from books—grammar, French, music.""Poor young lady!" said Marshall. "Anyone can see, Miss O'Hara, as you aint accustomed to mean ways; you has your spirit, and I doubt me if anyone can break it. You aint the sort for school—ef I may make bold to say as much, you aint never been brought under. That's the first thing they does at school; under you must go, whether you likes it or not. Oh, dear, there's that bell, and it's for me—I must fly, miss—but I do, humble as I am, sympathize with you most sincere. You try and eat a bit of dinner, miss, do now—and I'll see if I can't get some asparagus for you by and by, and, at any rate, you shall have the tart and the whipped cream."She leant back, therefore, in her chair and reflected with a sad sort of pleasure on the sorrow which her father would feel when he learnt that she had almost died of hunger and exhaustion at this cruel school.
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"You are not to pick flowers, Miss O'Hara; it is against the rules of the school."Bridget wore a white muslin dress with a long train. Her silver girdle was clasped round her waist. She went deliberately up to a rose tree in full flower, and, picking two or three half-opened buds, put them in her girdle.
"Well," said Janet, "if you insist on spoiling everything, girls, you must. You know what Evelyn is."The next morning, after breakfast, Mrs. Freeman went upstairs to sit with her favorite Evelyn.
"Very well, if it must be so, but I shall be very miserable, and misery soon makes me ill."
"If she had any strength, she'd be ashamed of her ignorance," retorted Janet.