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Why, I should be the show girl of the school, the Cherry Court Scholarship girl; it would be splendid, quite splendid! But then Kitty, poor Kitty, and what a look the Major had on his face! I wonder what can be wrong? Oh dear! oh, dear! my heart is torn in two. Why do I long beyond all words to win the prize, and why, why do I hate taking it from Kitty Sharston?"
There were lights in many rooms, servants walking about, and the hall-door was open. They walked up the steps, and Kitty entered the hall. Florence followed her, pale and trembling. "Can I see Miss Keys?" asked Kitty of the hall porter. "I will enquire if Miss Keys is up still," replied the man. "What name shall I say?" "Miss Sharston. I want to see her for a moment about something important."
Kitty would suit me much better. I seldom saw a girl I liked more thoroughly." Meanwhile Kitty Sharston and her companion, little guessing the thoughts which were passing through the minds of their elders, were busily talking over the one subject which now occupied all Trevor's thoughts. Like bees round a flower, these thoughts drew nearer and nearer every moment to the subject of Florence Aylmer.
Dinner is at half-past seven, and the dressing-gong sounds at seven. Mrs. Aylmer's maid will help you to dress, Miss Sharston that is, unless you have brought your own." "Oh, I don't keep a maid," said Kitty merrily; "I hate maids, and in any case I am not rich enough to afford one." Miss Keys raised her brows in a somewhat supercilious way.
"I must do my best," said Florence, in a gloomy voice; "there is not the least doubt that I shall beat Kitty Sharston in mathematics and arithmetic, and as to Mary Bateman, she has not a scrap of imagination in her composition." "But the little Kitty has a great deal," said Miss Keys, in a reflective tone. "I have read some of her themes; she has a poetical mind.
Is there any sort of trap for our luggage, or can the porter take it and shall we walk to the cottage?" "The cottage is just as small as ever it was, Florence," replied the little Mummy. "Oh, I am so glad to see you, Miss Sharston." Here she shook hands with Kitty Sharston. "We like things small," said Kitty; "we want to have a real charming time in the country.
"I am sure," she said, "I can guess the reason why; I have been wondering over it all day, and at last the solution has come to me. Listen, my dear Miss Bateman; listen, Miss Sharston; Susan, you cannot prevent my speaking. I see, Miss Dartmoor, you are thinking me a little fool, but I have guessed at the solution.
She did not see Florence at first, then she glanced at her and spoke hurriedly. "I thought Kitty Sharston was here; I want her," she said. "No," said Florence; "what is it; what do you want?" "I have to give her a shilling back out of the change." "A shilling out of the change; what do you mean?" "Oh, nothing, my dear; I ought not to tell you; I owe her a shilling, that's all."
During that time you can consider matters. During that time I expect everything to go on just as usual. During part of that time Miss Sharston and her father and also Sir John Wallis will be my guests. At the end of that time I will again have an interview with you.
Of course, he and Kitty and his old friend, Colonel Sharston, would never breathe a word to injure her. And Bertha, who was quick to read approval in the eyes of those she wished to please, felt her heart grow light within her, and thought little of danger. Trevor, too, was more or less off his guard. He knew what Mrs. Aylmer expected of him, but he resolved to shut away the knowledge.
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