Dorothy suppressed a faint sigh, took her companion's plump hand, and continued the tour of investigation.[Pg 45]"I've had enough," she said, nodding to Mrs. Freeman in her bright way. "I'm going out into the garden now, to pick some roses."
"Is she the beautiful girl who was the ringleader? I don't think I ever saw anyone with such presence of mind. She absolutely caught me as I was flung out of the carriage. I felt her arms round me; that was why I was not hurt."
"Oh, well; it's all right for you to be here, I suppose," said Dorothy. "What were you saying, Bridget? I didn't catch that last sentence of yours."
Mrs. Freeman could see them as she sat in her sitting room."It is a covered wagon," said Janet. "I see it quite plainly. There is no carriage at all in view, Mrs. Freeman.""My conduct? What have I done?"
"I'd make it up if I was you, miss," she said."Well, Marshall, I'll see what I can do. I must join Miss May now, for we have something important to decide, but I won't forget your words.""He'll be sorry he sent me; he'll be sorry he listened to Aunt Kathleen," she said to herself.
"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."
"I expect I shan't be allowed to talk at all."