"You know perfectly well what I mean," she answered; "you know who the enemy is—at least you know who is your enemy.""Yes, Olive; I'm very busy. Do you want anything?"
Bridget O'Hara bestowed upon the four girls who stood before her a lightning glance of quizzical inquiry. She was a tall, fully developed girl, and no one could doubt her claim to beauty who looked at her even for a moment.
Bridget moved restlessly. She looked out of the window. The sun was shining brilliantly, and the grass under the big shady trees looked particularly inviting.
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"She's not learned, I admit," replied Olive, "but weak! no, she's not weak; no weak character could be so audacious, so fearless, so indifferent to her own ignorance."
There are some jealous people who dislike the beautiful because they are beautiful, the good because they are good. Girls with this special character are to be found in every school. Janet May was one of them, but perhaps in the whole of Mulberry Court she was the only person who at this juncture cordially disliked Evelyn Percival."And what's the darling's name?" asked Bridget.
"I could not help myself," replied Dorothy. "You know, of course, Janet, what Bridget did last night?"
A loud booming sound filled the air.
"I shall do nothing to-night," said Mrs. Freeman. "But to-morrow, after morning school, I must speak to Bridget. Her conduct during that interview will more or less decide what steps I must take."
Janet turned away, and Olive was obliged to look out for a fresh companion to attach herself to.