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"Rosamund Cunliffe, the girl who was so plucky and went on the lake with Irene Ashleigh on Sunday afternoon." "You were very fortunate," said Miss Carter, speaking in a prim voice. "It was, I regret to say, otherwise with me. I could not command her, and she took me" Miss Carter's lips trembled. "Don't speak of it now, dear Cartery. It always upsets you, doesn't it? Let us talk of something else.
The week is coming to a close, and I have to give my decision. How that decision will turn out depends as much on 'Cartery love' as on anybody else." Tea, good as it was, came to an end at last, and the children went out into the grounds, some to play tennis, some croquet, and some to wander away, two and two, each talking, as girls will, of their hopes and fears and ambitions.
Bertha was nowhere to be seen, and where was "Cartery dear"? That one glimpse she had caught of the terrified woman, who had disappeared like a flash into the house, had whetted Irene's desire to behold her again. Accordingly, when Rosamund's back was turned she slipped away toward the house. In a moment she was in the house, and in another moment she had climbed the stairs.
"That poor, thin, frightened-looking governess 'Cartery love, as they call her?" "Yes, 'Cartery love, or anything else you like to name her. I took a fancy to her, and thought her awfully nice. I may see more of her; there's no saying." "You are so odd, Rosamund so different from the other girls!" "Mother told me that before, but somehow I never believed it.
We put her in the sunniest room, and when we found that her nerves were so terribly shaken that she could scarcely sleep alone, one of my sisters had a little bed made up in the room and slept with her at night. We fed her up, didn't we just? and petted her; and when we found she liked it we took to calling her 'Cartery love, and she did not mind it a bit.
"Well, I should like to speak to her, and I will certainly not harm her," said Rosamund. Maud left her for a little while, and in a few minutes Miss Carter was seen coming down the path with Maud hanging on her arm. "Now, Cartery dear," she said, "you talk to Rosamund Cunliffe, who is a friend of mine, and I will go and have a good, romping game of tennis.
She was one of those retiring people who may come and go in a crowd without any one specially noticing them; but if a kind office is wanted to be done in the most unobtrusive and gentle way, then "Cartery love" was sure to be at the fore.
Will you or will you not?" "Of course you will, Cartery dear." "Are you certain that you mean what you say?" said Miss Carter. "I have got a sort of headache." "Oh no, you haven't," retorted Bertha. "You are always imagining things, Cartery dear." "Will you come or will you not, Miss Carter?" said Irene. "Is it to be peace or is it to be war? I offer peace now. Do you accept it?"
"Then I think you are very noble," said Maud, "and I will help you all I can; but you must not expect poor Cartery to appear too. That is more than can be endured. She has rushed into the house, and is probably in hysterics. Yes, I am sure she is, for Bertha has disappeared too, and Bertha is her devoted slave." "Never mind about Miss Carter now. Let us attend to our duties. I will manage Irene.
You are very happy with us, aren't you, Cartery love?" "Cartery love" expressed that she was, and Maud slipped her hand affectionately through her governess's arm. Rosamund gave the latter lady a keen glance. She saw that she was naturally extremely kind, but also shy and wanting in courage. "She could never master Irene," thought the girl. "Irene is going to be given to me. She shall be mine.
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