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Matron came up to scratch too—she provided four super chocolate cakes for a treat, as well as two pots of golden honey. The girls were thrilled.
“What about Daphne. Miss Parker?”“ said Mary-Lou, remembering that Daphne was with Mam'zelle. “Shall I go and fetch her?”
“Idiot!” said Alicia, under her breath. “Fancy reminding Miss Parker about Daphne! Serve her right to miss all this! I'll tell Mary-Lou what I think of her in a. minute!”
Miss Parker looked down at Mary-Lou's anxious face, and wondered for the twentieth time why Mary-Lou bothered about Daphne when she had Darrell and Sally for friends.
“Oh. Mary-Lou, no, you mustn't disturb Daphne!” said Miss Parker, clearly, so that all the listening girls heard quite well. “She badly wanted to have this extra coaching, Mam'zelle tells me, and was quite willing to forgo the walk. She would be willing to forgo the games and picnic too. I am sure. We mustn't disturb her. When a girl shows herself to be as studious as that it would be a pity to spoil it all.”
Mary-Lou was the only one who did not see the sly humour of Miss Parker's words. The others did immediately, and a roar of laughter broke out Miss Parker smiled too.
“Sucks for Daphne!” said Alicia. “Serves her jolly well right!”
They had a gay and riotous afternoon, and got thoroughly tired and dusty. Then they sat down to an enormous tea, demolishing bread and butter and honey and the four chocolate cakes in no time.
Daphne appeared just as the last piece of cake was eaten. She had had an extremely boring afternoon, for Mam'zelle Dupont had taken her at her word and had given her some very, very thorough coaching in the French verbs. She had made poor Daphne repeat them after her scores of times, she had corrected her pronunciation conscientiously, she had even made her write them out.
Daphne wished heartily she had never suggested such a thing. She had thought that she would have had a nice cosy time with Mam'zelle talking about herself. But although Mam'zelle was fond of Daphne and quite taken in by her, she was determined to do her duty as regards coaching the girl. So she kept poor Daphne's nose to the grindstone, and when Daphne faintly protested, saying that she thought she had bothered Mam'zelle enough and the girls would be back from their walk now, surely, Mam'zelle pooh-poohed the idea at once.
“We shall hear the girls come back,” she said, not knowing that they had never gone out “As soon as we hear them, you shall go down and join them, ma petite , and you will enjoy your tea, I am sure. A good conscience makes us enjoy our food well.”
When Mam'zelle, puzzled by the non-appearance of the girls back from their walk, sent Daphne down to see what had happened, the girl could have burst into tears when she saw the empty plates, the cake all gone, and the happy faces of the second-formers in the gym.
“You mean pigs!” she cried. “You didn't go out after all! And you've had tea without me!”
“We couldn't disturb you at your extra French lesson,” grinned Alicia. “Dear Miss Parker quite agreed it would be a pity to spoil it for you, as you were so anxious to have it”
Daphne glared at Gwendoline. “ You might have come for me,” she said. “You could easily have slipped off and fetched me!”
“The only person who tried to get you was Mary-Lou,” said Sally. “She actually went up to Miss Parker and suggested that she should go and get you. Mary-Lou doesn't think that extra French is preferable to walks or games.”
Daphne looked at Mary-Lou and felt warm towards her. Not even Gwendoline, her friend, bad tried to get her out of that awful French lesson to join the games. But Mary-Lou had. Mary-Lou had thought loyally of her.
“Thanks, Mary-Lou.” said Daphne, and turned a rather watery smile on her. “I won't forget that. That was decent of you.”
From that time the selfish, boastful, untrustworthy Daphne was nice to Mary-Lou, not
Matron came up to scratch too—she provided four super chocolate cakes for a treat, as well as two pots of golden honey. The girls were thrilled.
“What about Daphne. Miss Parker?”“ said Mary-Lou, remembering that Daphne was with Mam'zelle. “Shall I go and fetch her?”
“Idiot!” said Alicia, under her breath. “Fancy reminding Miss Parker about Daphne! Serve her right to miss all this! I'll tell Mary-Lou what I think of her in a. minute!”
Miss Parker looked down at Mary-Lou's anxious face, and wondered for the twentieth time why Mary-Lou bothered about Daphne when she had Darrell and Sally for friends.
“Oh. Mary-Lou, no, you mustn't disturb Daphne!” said Miss Parker, clearly, so that all the listening girls heard quite well. “She badly wanted to have this extra coaching, Mam'zelle tells me, and was quite willing to forgo the walk. She would be willing to forgo the games and picnic too. I am sure. We mustn't disturb her. When a girl shows herself to be as studious as that it would be a pity to spoil it all.”
Mary-Lou was the only one who did not see the sly humour of Miss Parker's words. The others did immediately, and a roar of laughter broke out Miss Parker smiled too.
“Sucks for Daphne!” said Alicia. “Serves her jolly well right!”
They had a gay and riotous afternoon, and got thoroughly tired and dusty. Then they sat down to an enormous tea, demolishing bread and butter and honey and the four chocolate cakes in no time.
Daphne appeared just as the last piece of cake was eaten. She had had an extremely boring afternoon, for Mam'zelle Dupont had taken her at her word and had given her some very, very thorough coaching in the French verbs. She had made poor Daphne repeat them after her scores of times, she had corrected her pronunciation conscientiously, she had even made her write them out.
Daphne wished heartily she had never suggested such a thing. She had thought that she would have had a nice cosy time with Mam'zelle talking about herself. But although Mam'zelle was fond of Daphne and quite taken in by her, she was determined to do her duty as regards coaching the girl. So she kept poor Daphne's nose to the grindstone, and when Daphne faintly protested, saying that she thought she had bothered Mam'zelle enough and the girls would be back from their walk now, surely, Mam'zelle pooh-poohed the idea at once.
“We shall hear the girls come back,” she said, not knowing that they had never gone out “As soon as we hear them, you shall go down and join them, ma petite , and you will enjoy your tea, I am sure. A good conscience makes us enjoy our food well.”
When Mam'zelle, puzzled by the non-appearance of the girls back from their walk, sent Daphne down to see what had happened, the girl could have burst into tears when she saw the empty plates, the cake all gone, and the happy faces of the second-formers in the gym.
“You mean pigs!” she cried. “You didn't go out after all! And you've had tea without me!”
“We couldn't disturb you at your extra French lesson,” grinned Alicia. “Dear Miss Parker quite agreed it would be a pity to spoil it for you, as you were so anxious to have it”
Daphne glared at Gwendoline. “ You might have come for me,” she said. “You could easily have slipped off and fetched me!”
“The only person who tried to get you was Mary-Lou,” said Sally. “She actually went up to Miss Parker and suggested that she should go and get you. Mary-Lou doesn't think that extra French is preferable to walks or games.”
Daphne looked at Mary-Lou and felt warm towards her. Not even Gwendoline, her friend, bad tried to get her out of that awful French lesson to join the games. But Mary-Lou had. Mary-Lou had thought loyally of her.
“Thanks, Mary-Lou.” said Daphne, and turned a rather watery smile on her. “I won't forget that. That was decent of you.”
From that time the selfish, boastful, untrustworthy Daphne was nice to Mary-Lou, not
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