[Pg 68]Dorothy Collingwood ran after Mrs. Freeman."I think I understand you, Dorothy," said Mrs. Freeman. "Kiss me!"
She entered the room, then, in a long white embroidered dress, looped up here, there, and everywhere with sky-blue ribbons. It was a charming toilet, and most becoming to its wearer, but absolutely unsuitable for schoolroom work.
"Hurrah! Hurrah! Supper!" she cried. "Your committee must keep, Janet. Now for the satisfaction of rampant, raging curiosity. Dolly, will you race me to the house?""What is that?"
Rummy se paise kaise kamaye
There was a plaintive note in the girl's voice, a wistful expression in her eyes, which went straight to Dorothy's kind heart.She scrutinized Olive's face now, a slightly satirical expression hovering round her somewhat thin lips."Oh, I'll come to that by and by; now about Miss O'Hara. Janet, I deny that she's weak.""Poor girl!" said Evelyn, a wistful expression coming into her eyes.
Bridget wore a white muslin dress with a long train. Her silver girdle was clasped round her waist. She went deliberately up to a rose tree in full flower, and, picking two or three half-opened buds, put them in her girdle.