CONTENTS

CHAPTERPAGE
I.Five-o’clock Tea. [7]
II.Dick objects to the Mountains. [14]
III.Mr. Mayne makes Himself Disagreeable. [22]
IV.Dick’s Fête. [28]
V.“I am Quite Sure of Him.” [35]
VI.Mr. Trinder’s Visit. [41]
VII.Phillis’s Catechism. [48]
VIII.“We should have to carry Parcels.” [55]
IX.A Long Day. [62]
X.The Friary. [68]
XI.“Tell us all about it, Nan.” [77]
XII.“Laddie” puts in an Appearance. [85]
XIII.“I must have Grace.” [91]
XIV.“You can dare to tell me These Things.” [99]
XV.A Van in the Braidwood Road. [108]
XVI.A Visit to the White House. [118]
XVII.“A Friend in Need.” [124]
XVIII.Dorothy brings in the Best China. [132]
XIX.Archie is in a Bad Humor. [139]
XX.“You are Romantic.” [147]
XXI.Breaking the Peace. [154]
XXII.“Trimmings, not Squails.” [162]
XXIII.“Bravo, Atalanta!” [167]
XXIV.Mothers are Mothers. [174]
XXV.Mattie’s New Dress. [181]
XXVI.“Oh, You are Proud!” [189]
XXVII.A Dark Hour. [196]
XXVIII.The Mysterious Stranger. [202]
XXIX.Mrs. Williams’s Lodger. [210]
XXX.“Now we understand Each Other.” [219]
XXXI.Dick thinks of the City. [226]
XXXII.“Dick is to be our Real Brother.” [232]
XXXIII.“This is Life and Death to Me.” [240]
XXXIV.Miss Mewlstone has an Interruption. [248]
XXXV.“Barby, don’t You recollect Me?” [255]
XXXVI.Motes in the Sunshine. [262]
XXXVII.“A Man has a Right to His Own Thoughts.” [268]
XXXVIII.About Nothing Particular. [277]
XXXIX.“How do you do, Aunt Catherine?” [283]
XL.Alcides. [292]
XLI.Sir Harry Bides his Time. [299]
XLII.“Come, now, I call that Hard.” [307]
XLIII.“I will write no such Letter.” [315]
XLIV.Mr. Mayne orders a Basin of Gruel. [321]
XLV.An Uninvited Guest. [328]
XLVI.A New Invasion of the Goths. [336]
XLVII.“It was so Good of You to ask me Here.” [343]
XLVIII.Mrs. Sparsit’s Poodle. [349]
XLIX.Mattie in a New Character. [356]
L.Phillis’s Favorite Month. [362]

NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS

CHAPTER I.

FIVE-O’CLOCK TEA.

Five-o’clock tea was a great institution in Oldfield.

It was a form of refreshment to which the female inhabitants of that delightful place were strongly addicted. In vain did Dr. Weatherby, the great authority in all that concerned the health of the neighborhood, lift up his voice against the mild feminine dram-drinking of these modern days, denouncing it in no measured terms: the ladies of Oldfield listened incredulously, and, softly quoting Cowper’s lines as to the “cup that cheers and not inebriates,” still presided over their dainty little tea-tables, and vied with one another in the beauty of their china and the flavor of their highly-scented Pekoe.