"Oh, she's telling a story," whispered Olive under her breath. She settled herself contentedly to listen."Hadn't they got leave to come to meet me?"
"Oh, what a wicked girl you are," said Mrs. Freeman, roused out of her customary gentle manner by the sight of Evelyn's motionless form. "I can't speak to you at this moment, Bridget O'Hara; go away, leave Evelyn to me. Evelyn, my darling, look at me, speak to me—say you are not hurt!"
She looked at the merry group on the lawn, and a desire to join them, even though of course she knew she was in no sense one of them, came over her."What is that?""Do try not to make such a fool of yourself," repeated Janet, angrily, in her ear.
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CHAPTER I. CURIOSITY.
"Bridget, do look," said Mrs. Freeman; "you have trodden on that lovely bud!"
"Thanks!" said Janet calmly.
"Love me," she pleaded; "do love me, for I love you."
There was a movement of chairs, and a general rising.