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Updated: June 7, 2025
It was Monday morning the beginning of Blue Bonnet's fourth week at Miss North's school. Prayers were just over and Blue Bonnet had come up to her room to make her bed. She was drawing up the counterpane when there was a rap at the door and Mary Boyd entered. "Oh, Blue Bonnet," she said, her eyes wide with excitement; "Carita's sick real sick! Mrs.
Miss Clyde was more than half in sympathy with Blue Bonnet's idea; she knew through her mother of Carita's fine father, of the girl's sweetness and refinement in spite of her restricted means and surroundings, but she did not wish to encourage Blue Bonnet in what seemed an impossibility. Blue Bonnet jumped up from her chair.
Goodwin looked at Blue Bonnet in surprise, and as the doctor went over to Carita's bed, she took her to one side. "You must go out of here at once, Miss Ashe; this is quite against the rules." Blue Bonnet caught Mrs. Goodwin by the arm impatiently. "What is the matter with Carita? Is it anything very dreadful a disease like typhoid or anything?" "We don't know yet," Mrs.
The girls were all about Carita's own age between fifteen and sixteen. Carita reached over and touched the girl nearest her. "Here's a girl as far away from home as we are, Blue Bonnet. She's from California Los Angeles." Blue Bonnet turned her attention for a moment to the girl Isabel Brooks. Isabel's eyes were red and swollen.
You have no idea how I long to make it up to her." This was a long speech for quiet Joy, and it was a good thing for both girls that Carita appeared at that moment, for the flood gates were opened and a deluge threatened. In Carita's wake followed Mary and Peggy. "Mary wants you to come down-stairs and meet her mother, Blue Bonnet," Carita said. "She came for Commencement.
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