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A Popular Schoolgirl

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 2866    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

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its old premises, decided to erect others, and had put up a handsome building in a good situation near the Abbey. No sooner was the last tile laid on the roof, however, t

ess, instead of keeping them out of their proper quarters. All things come to an end, however, even the circumlocution and delays of Government offices, and by the beginning of the autumn term the removal had been effected, and the ceremony arranged for the opening of the new colle

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dor. Like the others she was excited, interested, even a little bewildered at the unfamiliar surroundings. It seemed extraordinary

Meg Mason. I've just met Miss Strong, and she told me. She's moved up with us, and there's a new mistress f

ized Ingred, screwing

're not a 'Strong' enthusiast

ays down on me somehow, and I'd rather have tried my luck with a fres

ou like the decorations in the corridor? Miss Godwin and some of the School of Art students did the

there were ushering them to their places, the Kindergarten children to the front seats, Juniors to the middle, and Seniors to the rear. Ingred and Nora, motioned by Miss Giles to a bench about three-quarters down the room, took their seats and talked quietly with their nearest neighbors. A general buzz of conversation, constantly restrained by mistresses, kept rising and then falling again to subdued whispers. In a short time the hall was full, Miss Perry had opened the piano, and the choir leaders had ranged themselves round her. In dead silence all the girls, big and little, turned their eyes towards the platfo

yourselves to be good women citizens. Some day, when you're grown up, you will have votes, and in that way assist in the self-government of this great nation. The better educated and the more enlightened you are, the better fitted you will be for your civic responsibility. Every girl who does her duty at school is helping her country, because she is making herself efficient to serve it in some capacity. At present England stands at a great crisis; if we are to keep up

gain for the exit of the visitors, who, chatting among themselves, made their way to Miss Burd's study to be hospitably entertained with tea and cakes. The whole ceremony had barely occupied an hour, and it was not yet four o'clock. The girls, in orderly files, mar

ve the class-room, and lingered as long as the limits of Miss Strong's patience lasted. She knew there was a certain or

d to herself after a few moments' consideration on th

d put on her hat. Francie Hall, trying to thread her boot with a lace tha

t it? I must say the place looks nice. It's topping to be here at last. By the

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, as several other girls who were standing near turned and joined

want it again?" qu

t our bungalow on the moors, and I'm a weekly boarder at the hostel. Are there an

er eyes would have overflowed. Ingred had many good points, but she was a remarkably proud girl. She could not bear her schoolfellows to think she had come down in the world. She had thrown out so many hints last term about the renewed glories of Rotherwood, that it was ce

he girls giggled as she went o

a temper!" exc

vinegar!"

out like that?"

should think," commented Verity Richmond. "I'm sorry for Ingred. I'd heard the Saxons can't go b

en't they g

ny sense, you won't mention Rotherwood to Ingred again. It's evide

I can make an innocent remark without you beginn

begin a fresh campaign on the first day of a new term. She discreetly pretended not to hea

started as a boarder at the hostel. I shall go home for week-ends, though. Nora Clifford and Fil Trevor are there too. They'll be glad Ing

-fashioned, sweet-scented cabbage rose that had just burst into bloom. Dainty little Filomena might, on the other hand, be described as the most delicate of tea roses. She was fair to a fault, a lily-white maid with the silkiest of flaxen tresses. Her pale-blue eyes, with their light lashes, and r

gent attitude long after the black dress had been exchanged for colors. If Fil had rather got into the habit of posing as the mascot of the form, she certainly deserved some consideration, for she was a dear little thing, w

Fil were like rose and lily, she was decidedly the robin of the party. Her fair complexion seemed to add force to the brightness of her twinkling brown eyes, and her general restlessness and quick alert ways made one think of a bird always hopping about. Though not quite such a romp a

together, so I went off with an easy mind. I'd been worrying for fear I'd be boxed up with some kids, or sandwiched in among the Sixth. I told you Ingred was to be with us, did

sitting-room, the three girls went upstairs to a dormitory marked 2. They found Ingred already at work on her task of unpacking, putting clothes away in drawers, and spreading the shelf that served as a dressing-table with an assortment of photos, books, and toilet re

'S CALL OURSELVES T

et's call ourselves 'The Foursome League.' Now then, put your right hands all together on mine, and say after me: 'I hereby promise and vow on my honor as a gentlewoman that I'll stand by my chums in No. 2 Dormitory at any cost.' That's a good beginning. When we've time, we'll draw up the rules. Subscriptions? Oh, bot

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