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The still untasted viands were revealed. "Ah-ha!" exclaimed the French teacher. "At once! into the basket with these, if you will be so kind, Miss Fielding." Had Heavy seen those heaps of goodies thus disposed of she must have groaned in actual misery of spirit! For a minute or two Helen was as silent as Miss Picolet; then she ventured in a very small voice: "Miss Picolet if you please?"
And the Preceptress glided around the fountain and confronted the harpist with a suddenness that quite startled him. "You, sir!" exclaimed the lady, coldly. "I have heard enough of this. Don't be frightened, Miss Picolet. I only blame you for not coming to me.
Ruth, however, looked back at the tall girl whose appearance had so impressed her. The coach had not started on at once. Old Dolliver did everything slowly. But Ruth Fielding saw a hand beckoning at the coach window. It was the hand of Miss Picolet, the French teacher, and it beckoned Madge Steele. The latter young lady ran to the coach as it lurched forward on its way.
But now Ruth answered again for both: "I was ready to enter the Cheslow High School; Helen is as far advanced as I am in all studies, Miss Picolet." "Good!" returned the teacher. "We shall get on famously with such bright girls," and she nodded several times. But she was not really companionable. She never raised her veil. And she only talked with the girls by fits and starts.
I do not believe you or Miss Cameron would willingly malign an innocent person. I have known Miss Picolet some time, and I respect her. If she has a secret sorrow, I respect it. I do not think it is nice to make Miss Picolet's private affairs a subject for remark by the school. "Now, we will leave that. Sound Miss Cameron about this Mercy Curtis.
She was really glad to say good bye to Tom at the landing, and all the way back in the wagonette, although Helen sat close to her and tried to show her how sorry she was for her past neglect, Ruth was very silent. For she was much disturbed by this secret. She feared she was doing wrong in carrying the note to Miss Picolet. Yet, under different circumstances, she might have thought little of it.
"Miss Fielding! take that basket of broken food and go down to the basement and empty it in the bin. Miss Cameron, you may go to bed again. I will wait and see you so disposed. Alons!" But before Ruth could get out of the room, and while Helen was hastily preparing for bed, Miss Picolet noticed something "bunchy" under Ruth's spread. She walked to the bedside and snatched back the coverlet.
"Oh, yes, Miss Ruthie," said the matron. "Miss Picolet is in. You can knock." As Ruth asked this question and received its answer she saw Mary Cox come in alone at the hall door. The Fox had not spoken to Ruth since the accident on the ice. Now she cast no pleasant glance in Ruth's direction.
It did really seem very kind of her, however, to put herself out in this way for two "Infants." "How many teachers are there?" Helen was asking. "And are they all as little as that Miss Picolet?" "Oh, she!" ejaculated Mary Cox, with scorn. "Nobody pays any attention to her. She's not liked, I can tell you."
Then she said: "I understand. You have been put on your honor not to tell?" "Yes, Mrs. Tellingham. It is not my secret." "But there is a letter to be recovered?" "Ye-es." "Is this it?" asked Mrs. Tellingham, suddenly thrusting under Ruth's eye a very much soiled and crumpled envelope. And it had been unsealed, Ruth could see. The superscription was to "Mademoiselle Picolet."
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