With an imperious wave of her hand she beckoned the young girl to her side.
"Tell me why you are not going to your class, Kate O'Connor?" was her query.
"If you please, Miss Forester, I have brought Molly Lavender here."
"And who is Molly Lavender?"
"She is the new girl at St. Dorothy's."
"Yes, of course, I remember. Tell her to come here."
Kate beckoned to Molly, who came up at once.
"How do you do?" said Miss Forester, looking at the young girl as if she would read her through.
Molly raised her eyes to the principal's face. Something in their earnest gaze kindled an answering light in Miss Forester's eyes.