But then Maureen lived for others, and mere physical discomfort was not even to be thought of or mentioned in her vocabulary.
By slow but sure degrees Maureen began to interest the other girls at Felicity in Henrietta and Daisy. There were very few of the exceedingly naughty girls at the school just then. Henrietta was far and away the naughtiest, but she enjoyed her companions and made them laugh with funny stories of the old house at Templemore.
She had by no means Daisy's remarkable powers of mimicry, but she could take off Pegeen and Burke to the life, and the girls simply shrieked and held their sides as they listened to her.
This kind of performance became exceedingly popular in the school, and Henrietta, feeling that "nothing venture, nothing have," proceeded to take off stepfather and mumsie-pumsie and even Maureen. But when she came to this, several girls in the school, Margaret Devereux at their head, marched away with their heads in the air.
"Why, sakes alive, whatever have I done now?" said Henny.
"I don't suppose any of us will let you make game of Maureen," said a dark-eyed girl of the name of Marjorie Clarke.
"Oh, oh," said Henrietta. "Why must she be held so sacred?"
"Because she is sacred," said Marjorie.
The other girls, one and all, agreed with her. Henrietta stood silent, rubbing up her fuzzy head.