"I wish you'd say what you think about Bridget. Isn't she past enduring, getting all the little ones to disobey like this? Why, she might be expelled! Yes, Janet; yes, I'm going. You needn't look at me as if you'd like to eat me!"Dorothy could not restrain her laughter."As I was saying," began Janet——
"I shall look to you to help me with this wild Irish girl," she said with a smile. "Now, go to your lessons, my dear.""It is a covered wagon," said Janet. "I see it quite plainly. There is no carriage at all in view, Mrs. Freeman."
"Not for over a month?"
"Oh, let me look; do let me look!" cried Ruth, while Olive and Janet both pressed eagerly forward.With each fresh study Bridget showed the queer[Pg 36] vagaries of a really clever mind run more or less to seed. She did everything in a dramatic, excitable style—she was all on wires, scarcely ever still, laughing one moment, weeping the next; the school had never known such a time as it underwent during the first week of her residence among them.[Pg 31]
"I expect I shan't be allowed to talk at all."