“It made her nervous and irritable,” said Dorothy, with a look at her chum. “She is more to be pitied——”
“Than censured,” groaned the irrepressible Tavia. “All right, Doro! I’ll agree to play no more tricks on her.”
“You’d better decide on that,” grumbled Ned. “Otherwise you will not graduate from old Glenwood with flying colors.”
“Let’s all ‘be easy’ on Miss Olaine,” said Dorothy, calmly. “I understand that Miss Olaine was not fit to teach for a year after the fire, and that the reason she came to Glenwood is because it made her nervous to teach in a big, crowded city school again. I got that much out of Miss Pangborn this morning after prayers.
“Of course, if Doro says we must treat her nicely, we must,” said Nita. “But she—she’s just an old bear!”
“Who dares call my Doro a bear?” demanded Tavia. “There will at once be trouble bruin.”
“Now, you know very well I meant Olaine,” complained Nita.
“She’s just horrid,” added Molly Richards. “She’s given me conditions—just for nothing—too!”
“Don’t weep about it, Dicky,” advised Tavia. “I claim to have the greatest record for receiving extras without cause since the beginning of Miss Olaine’s reign.”
“Anyhow,” said Cologne, “if Dorothy says we ought to excuse her, and try and treat her nicely——”