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Vera Vane, and Elfreda Carleton, each with an arm about the other's waist, hastened forward to greet them. "Oh, we're so glad you and Nancy have " "Just a moment Miss Vane, until you have been properly presented," Miss Fenler said, in a cold, precise manner. "But I've always known Dorothy " "That makes no difference," the assistant said, and she presented them in formal manner.
She feared Miss Fenler, as did every pupil at Glenmore, and by remaining where she was, she certainly was not offending her, but she could not forget Patricia. What a temper she would be in when, after the concert was over, Arabella, cautiously, would turn the latch, and enter their chamber! Patricia was wide awake, and listening, when at last Arabella reached their door.
"See the procession with the 'Fender' ahead," whispered a saucy miss. "Her name's 'Fenler," corrected her chum. "I know that, but I choose to call her 'Fender, because she's like those they have on engines to scoop up any one who is on the tracks. She's just been down to the station to 'scoop' two new pupils, and I guess " A tap of a ruler left the sentence unfinished.
There were weeks at Glenmore when everything went smoothly. Then there would come a week when it certainly seemed as if every one were doing her best to cause disturbance. Usually the fault might easily be traced to the pupils, but there were times when Miss Fenler seemed as contrary as the most perverse pupil. On those days no one could please her.
Patricia said, even her whisper showing that she was vexed. "'Let 'em?" Arabella drawled. "Why I'll have to let 'em. I couldn't stop them, and I don't want to. I'd like to hear them." "Then stay and hear them!" snapped Patricia, and she rushed out into the midst of the groups of listeners, and dashed up the stairway before Miss Fenler could stop her.
"Well, you can tell her I wear these or none at all," Patricia said, stoutly. "None at all!" repeated Miss Fenler. "Don't attempt to come into the class-room with your long hair untidy. Without a ribbon it would look slovenly." Patricia's smile was broad, and her eyes actually impish as she left the hall.
It happened that Mrs. Marvin had told Miss Fenler to closely watch both girls who had chosen to spend the week's vacation at the school. School without lessons would be fine, they thought.
When they at last stood alone in one corner of the hall, Miss Fenler mentioned the gaudy colors, and said that while the girls were permitted to wear as bright ribbons as they chose, they would certainly not be allowed to wear three huge bows at a time. "The idea!" said Patricia. "Well, I guess I'll not agree to wear little stingy-looking bows for any one."
The first day passed without any especial happening, but the next day the two set out for a walk, soon after breakfast, and did not return until just before six. "You were not here at one o'clock for lunch," Miss Fenler said. "Where were you?" "I lunched with a friend," said Patricia, and Arabella drawled, "So did I."
One might have thought, from the manner in which she said it that most people would have enjoyed the "ducking"! Mrs. Marvin looked discouraged. This was the girl that could not get into a scrape, now that she had no one to drag her in! "Miss Fenler, will you assist Arabella in making herself presentable before six? It is after five-thirty now."
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