"You know that was very naughty of you, Star," said Angela.
"My dear, I can't help my propensities; never could. Oh, dear! oh, dear! sometimes I scarcely like to look into the beautiful, kind eyes of our beloved Lavinia, so naughty do I feel. And yet I'm not really naughty. I'm not rabid, I mean; am I, girls?"
"You are a duck and a darling," said Lucy.
"Well, your Satinship, have you got any sweeties, any fondants, any caramels?" interrupted Star.
A few rather sticky ones were produced. Christian suddenly found her voice.
"Do you really care for sweets?" she asked.
"Do we really care for sweets?" cried Star. "Aren't we schoolgirls? What do you mean?"
"Only that I have got such a big box. Miss Thompson bought them for me; and another box full of little cakes."
A wild cheer immediately was given. Handkerchiefs were waved in the air; the girls clapped and laughed until they nearly cried.