"Bridget, do look," said Mrs. Freeman; "you have trodden on that lovely bud!"The summer sounds came in to her, for the window of her dull room was open, the birds were twittering in the trees, innumerable doves were cooing; there was the gentle, soft whisper of the breeze, the cackling of motherly hens, the lowing of cows, and, far away beyond and over them, the insistent, ceaseless whisper of the gentle waves on the shore.
"But Mrs. Freeman said——" she began.She was a tall, slight girl, fairly good-looking, and not too strong-minded.
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Mrs. Freeman could not help uttering a faint, inward sigh.
"That you will obey me.""What do you mean, Olive?" Olive turned and looked at Janet.She was a tall, slight girl, fairly good-looking, and not too strong-minded.
"Yes; does not a mistress always command her pupils?""I don't hear any sound whatever, Mrs. Freeman," she said, "but please don't be alarmed; Evelyn's train may have been late."
"No, no—do forgive me!"
"Did you speak?" asked Miss May in her coldest tones.
The girls took their places at the table—grace was said, and the meal began.
Bridget uttered a faint sigh.