"Run back to your companions this minute, miss," said Olive Moore. "You're getting to be a perfect tittle-tattle, Violet. There, I'm not angry, child, but you must learn not to talk about everything you see.""But we are not allowed to cut the boughs, Bridget," said Katie.
"I hope not, Bridget."
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"Oh, lor, miss, you're too good, but there's that bell again; I must run this minute."
Janet bent her fair face again over the open page; a faint flush had risen in each of her cheeks.Dorothy suppressed a faint sigh, took her companion's plump hand, and continued the tour of investigation.Miss Delicia was fussing in and out of the house, and picking fresh strawberries, and nodding to the girls she happened to meet with a kind of suppressed delight.
Mrs. Freeman left her pupil's room, and went downstairs.
"Don't do that, Bridget," said Miss Patience; "you are disturbing me."
"Now, how old would you think? Just you give a guess. Let me stand in front of you, so that you can take a squint at me. Now, then—oh, I say, stop a minute, I see some more girls coming in. Come along, girls, and help Miss May to guess my age. Now, then, now then, I wonder who'll be right? How you do all stare! I feel uncommonly as if I'd like to dance the Irish jig!"