"Well, well!" Bridget turned again to the window.
"What am I to do, Janet?" she said, after a pause. Her tone was quite humble; there was a crushed expression in her face.
"Poor old thing!" said Janet, in her light, silvery voice. She went up to Bridget, and gave her a careless kiss on her cheek. She could afford to do this, for she knew the victory was hers.
"In the future I will be your friend," she said; "you may rely upon me. We are going to choose fresh chums in a week's time. Suppose we choose one another. I know we are not a bit alike, but that's just the very thing; opposites should keep together. However, there's time enough to settle that presently."
"Yes, quite time enough," said Bridget. "I thought that I'd take Dolly for my chum."
"You can't get her, my dear; she's bespoken to Evelyn long ago."
"That horrid Evelyn!" Bridget stamped her foot impatiently.
"Ah, I see, Biddy, that you and I will get on capitally. I could kiss you again, but kissing isn't my way. Now then to business. The first thing is to get you out of this room."
"How is that to be effected? Mrs. Freeman says that I am to stay here until I promise to obey the rules of the school. I can't obey them, so I suppose I'm to stay here until I die."