"I'd make it up if I was you, miss," she said.Janet was the heart and soul of everything. She was a girl with a great deal of independence of character; she was not destitute of ambition—she was remarkable for common sense—she was sharp in her manner, downright in her words, and capable, painstaking, and energetic in all she did.
"You can please yourself about that," said Miss Patience, in her calmest voice. She left the room, closing the door behind her.
"I never knew before that I had an enemy," said Janet, in her guarded voice.The governess took it without a word, and opening it applied it to Evelyn's nostrils.
"Oh, I am sorry!""Well, I never!" exclaimed Dorothy, after a pause. "I don't suppose Mrs. Freeman will allow that style of wardrobe long. See, girls, do see, how her long blue ribbons stream in the breeze; and her hat! it is absolutely covered with roses—I'm convinced they are roses. Oh, what would I not give for an opera glass to enable me to take a nearer view. Whoever that young person is, she intends to take the shine out of us. Why, she is dressed as if she had just come from a garden party."
"Are you going to be cross when you find I don't know your sort of things?"
"No, no; what nonsense you talk! What is there to be frightened about? Do go; I can't learn this difficult French poetry while you keep staring at me!"