"I didn't know they allowed you to have so much in your room," she said, surprised.
"They don't—ordinarily. I've been here a long time, and things accumulate. Anyway, I told Miss North that if I couldn't have things the way I wanted them this year, I'd go somewhere else. They'll do a good deal to keep you after they once get you. You'll soon find that out."
"Oh, I don't know," Ruth said from her end of the room, where she was operating a chafing dish, "they send you away fast enough if you don't keep the rules. You remember that Fanny Price, last year."
"Oh, well,—that, of course. Fanny Price hadn't any business here in the first place." Annabel began to arrange the tea cups.
"Will you have lemon in your tea?" she asked. "Do you mind if we call you Blue Bonnet? It's something of a mouthful, but I like it."
"Please do. I should love it. I take lemon, thank you."
"It's a good thing you do. Cream is an unknown quantity in this room. We did have some Eagle Brand, but Ruth spread the last of it on her crackers yesterday."
"On crackers?"
"Yes. Ever try it?"
Blue Bonnet made a face.