A Patriotic Schoolgirl

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poor girls in No. 8 are just yearning for a sensation. Don't

orie, pausing with a sponge in he

xtremely dull. 'The daily round, the common task', is apt to pall. What we all crave

ant to jum

nging for absolute creeps-only a ghost, or a burglar, or an

'll have to go d

t to be philanthropic and provide a little en

ueen, and dis

e'll play a rag on them. One of us must pretend to sleep-walk and

replied

o the sleep-walking b

imen now, old sport, and show us how you'll do it. Oh, that's rippi

especially if it were a new variety. The girls had grown rather tired of apple-pi

until twelve," she objected. "I had enough o

ake must call the oth

it at that,

ll rang. They were generally tired, and none of them suffered from insomnia. On the third n

ed. "Best opportunity for a star performance you'

e. "And," putting one foot out

r them squeal. It'll be precious. No, you musn't put on your dressing-g

decreed the others,

g, where she hoped they would follow her. Softly she entered the door of No. 8, and advanced in a dramatic attitude with outstretched hands, in imitation of a picture she had once seen of Lady Macbeth. The light from the corridor, though dim, was quite sufficient to render objects distinct. At the first stealthy steps Daisy Shaw awoke promptly. Her shuddering little squeal aroused the others, and they gazed spellbound at the white-robed fi

atter?" she a

walking in her sleep!

ll. She decided that her best course was to go on shamming somnambulism

and, whispering: "Don't disturb her on any

e, and went towards the window. Here again Miss Norton shadowed her closely, evidently suspecting that she had designs of opening it and climbing out. She turned round, however, and, with apparently unseeing eyes, stared in the teacher's face, and stole stealthily back up the stairs. At her own bedroom door she paused, in seeming uncertainty as to whether to enter or not. Miss Norton laid a gentle hand on her arm, and guided her quietly into her room and towards her bed. Marjorie decided to take the hint. Wander

asked her if she felt well, and told her she was to go to Nurse Hall every day at eleven in the Ambulance Room for a dose of tonic

f Norty knew," she said to Bet

re superintending a man who was measuring the window. She wondered why, for nothing, apparently, was wrong with it; but nobo

re fearfully expensive in war-time, but the Empress said: 'Well, the expense cannot be helped; I daren't risk letting the poor ch

he bars up for me?"

ss you're protected. Nice thing it'll be to have bars across our window and our door lock

me to. It wasn't my idea to b

prospect of this defacement of their prett

to be done!" said

HER, WATCHING HER WITH

lse for it. But I'm not going to tell the Acid Drop. I'm going stra

ed Betty. "Look here, it was m

in it too,"

as I," sa

cided Betty. "Come along, let's beard

t the tale the girls had to tell. She f

honour that there shall be no more of these silly practical jokes. I don't consider it at all clever to try

my honour," replied fo

to co