Such as it was, however, supper was a much-prized institution of Mulberry Court; only the fifth-form and sixth-form girls were allowed to partake of it. To sit up to supper, therefore, was a distinction intensely envied by the lower school. The plain fare sounded to them like honey and ambrosia. They were never tired of speculating as to what went on in the dining room on these occasions, and the idea of sitting up to supper was with some of the girls a more stimulating reason for being promoted to the fifth form than any other which could be offered.
"She's not so bad at all," began Dorothy.
"Yes, certainly. Let me introduce you to someone in particular. Janet May, come here, my dear."
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"Oh, miss, it's that poor dear young lady.""And isn't she nice to-day?"
"Oh, how very funny—how—how unpleasant. Did you tell papa about that when he arranged to send me here?"
There was a movement of chairs, and a general rising.
"Hate her?" said Janet; "there must be a certain strength about a girl to make you hate her. I've a contempt for Bridget, but I don't rouse myself to the exertion of hating."