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Bridget was evidently not blessed with the bump of order. Valuable rings and bracelets lay, some on the mantelpiece, some on the dressing table; ribbons, scarfs, handkerchiefs, littered the chairs, the chest of drawers, and even the bed. A stray stocking poked its foot obtrusively out of one of the over-packed drawers of the wardrobe. Photographs of friends and of scenery lay face downward on the mantelpiece, and kept company with Bridget's brushes and combs in her dressing-table drawer."Now, my dear child, will you come into the house with me? I ought to be in the schoolroom now."

Janet and Olive Moore were returning slowly to the house after a vigorous game of tennis. They stopped to look down at the group who surrounded Dorothy.

The governess took it without a word, and opening it applied it to Evelyn's nostrils."Miss Collingwood," said Marshall, in a timid whisper, "might I say a word to you, miss?"

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"May I go with the others?" asked Miss O'Hara.

While Marshall was speaking she looked down at the pretty and rebellious young prisoner with marked interest."I'm very busy, Olive; I wish you'd go away!""Nonsense, Evelyn. They disobeyed my most stringent orders. Are they not to be blamed for that?""I suppose I may go," she said, "if that's all you have got to say?"

"Thanks!" she repeated again. "If I want your help I'll ask for it, Olive. I'm going into the house now, for I really must get on with my preparation."

"And what's the darling's name?" asked Bridget.

Marshall reappeared with the asparagus and cherry tart.