A slight additional color came into Miss Percival's cheeks."Oh, my!" exclaimed Miss O'Hara, "that's nothing. Goodness gracious me! what would you think of thirty or forty miles on an Irish jaunting car, all in one day, Mrs. Freeman? That's the sort of thing to make the back ache. Bump, bump, you go. You catch on to the sides of the car for bare life, and as likely as not you're pitched out into a bog two or three times before you get home. Papa and I have often taken our thirty to forty miles' jaunt a day. I can tell you, I have been stiff after those rides. Did you ever ride on a jaunting car, Mrs. Freeman?"
"I ought not to speak," said Dorothy, turning very red, "but if you are going to be hard on Bridget——"
"I have some more things to say. I must get you, Bridget, before you leave this room, to make a promise.""We'll all be delighted to have her again, of course," said Olive. "And is she really quite well, Miss Delicia?""I could not help myself," replied Dorothy. "You know, of course, Janet, what Bridget did last night?"
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Other new girls had arrived, and only the faintest rumors had got out about them beforehand.CHAPTER V. BREAKING IN A WILD COLT.
Olive looked at her steadily.[Pg 64]
"Miss Collingwood," said Marshall, in a timid whisper, "might I say a word to you, miss?"
A couple of maids had been seen carrying a new trunk upstairs, or old Piper had been discovered crawling down the avenue with his shaky cab, and shakier horse, and then the new girl had appeared at tea-time and been formally introduced, and if she were shy had got over it as best she could, and had soon discovered her place in class, and there was an end of the matter.