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"If I thought it was I wouldn't stir a step." A second rap, louder, and more insistent than the first brought both girls to their feet, and Patricia flew to open the door. Miss Fenler glared at them through her glasses. "Why did you not answer my first rap?" she asked. "We didn't know it was you," said Patricia.
"You would obstruct the view of the large blackboard," said Miss Fenler. "No one could see around your head." "I shall wear these bows I have on or none at all!" said Patricia. "Don't be obstinate," said Miss Fenler. "Mrs. Marvin told me to speak to you." "Did she say I couldn't wear these big bows?" Patricia asked, her eyes black with anger. "She certainly did," declared Miss Fenler.
How the girls would stare at her! What would they say among themselves? Vera believed herself to be the only girl at Glenmore who had even the slightest reason for worrying. Ida Mayo possessed the same idea. Mrs. Marvin listened to all that Miss Fenler had to say about the feast, the two who had planned it, and the other two who beyond a doubt had been invited guests.
Accordingly when Dorothy and Nancy left the train, and found themselves on the platform, Miss Fenler was looking for them, and she stowed them away in the carryall much as if they had been only ordinary baggage. Then, seating herself beside the driver, she ordered him to return.
"I don't know what you mean!" cried Patricia, flushed and angry. For answer Miss Fenler pointed to a line penciled on the lower edge of the placard which read: Patching and mending done at reasonable prices. "We never wrote that!" cried Arabella, "and we don't want to be patronized."
Miss Fenler turned to look after her, as if not sure if she had done wisely in permitting Patricia to enter with so large a bundle, without first compelling her to open it, and spread its contents for inspection.
Vera and Elf breathed harder than before, Vera adding a soft little snore. "Oh, very well!" cried Miss Fenler. "If you are determined not to reply to-night, I will report you to Mrs. Marvin, and you may make your explanations to her to-morrow." She left the room, her anger increased by their obstinate pretense of slumber. Vera awoke long before daylight, and lay thinking.
They must be made clearly to understand that a repetition would not be overlooked." "I am only an assistant," Miss Fenler said, "but I have my opinions, and I can't help thinking that you are too gentle with them." "They have been mischievous, surely, but had their mischief been such as would harm, or annoy their classmates, I should have been more severe. "You may send them to me.
"Usually," Miss Fenler explained, "the classes meet for recitations in the forenoon only, the afternoons being reserved for study, and when lessons were prepared, for recreation." Miss Fenler left them, closing the door softly behind her. Dorothy turned to look at Nancy. "What do you think of her?" Nancy said, asking the question that she knew was puzzling Dorothy.
"The red-haired girl, and the black-haired girl that are always together, stopped at the door and did something, and then went down stairs laughing all the way," screamed Patricia. "'Twas one of those two who wrote that." "I must ask you to talk quietly," Miss Fenler said, "and as to the writing, I'll look into that. In the meantime I'll get a small card for you to put in place of that large one."
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