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"I am quite certain that those students whose friendship is worth retaining think nothing of the sort." "Why are you certain?" asked Prissie, turning swiftly round and a sudden ray of sunshine illuminating her whole face. "Do you think that I am not a thief?" "I am as certain of that fact as I am of my own identity." "Oh!" said the girl with a gasp.
The words seemed burnt into me: I shall never forget them. I had left my purse in the dining-hall, and I was going to fetch it. Your door was a little open. I heard my name, and I stopped yes, I did stop to listen." "Oh, what a naughty, mean little Prissie! You stopped to listen. And what did you hear? Nothing good, of course? The bad thing was said to punish you for listening."
"You must say Yes, Maggie." "Yes, Maggie." "That is right. Now keep your hand in my arm. Let's walk fast. Is it not glorious to walk in this semi-frosty sort of weather? Prissie, you'll see a vast lot that you don't approve of in your new friend." "Oh, I don't care," said Priscilla. She felt so joyous she could have skipped. "I've as many sides," continued Maggie, "as a chamelon has colors.
Aunt Raby was wide awake now, and her eyes were very bright. "Do you mean what you say, Priscilla?" she asked. "Yes, I do. You have the first right to me. If you want me, I'll stay." "You'll give up that outlandish Greek, and all that babel of foreign tongues, and your fine friends, and your grand college, and you hopes of being a famous woman by and by? Do you mean this, Prissie, seriously?"
Well, my dear, do as well in the coming term as you did in the past. You have my best wishes." "Thank you," said Prissie. "You are happy in your new life, are you not, my dear child?" "I am interested," said Priscilla in a low voice. Her eyes rested on her shabby dress as she spoke. She laid one hand over the other. She seemed to be weighing her words. "I am interested; sometimes I am absorbed.
"How snug you are here," said Prissie, her eyes brightening and a pink color mounting into her cheeks. She was glad that Maggie was alone; she felt more at ease with her than with any one, but the next moment she said with a look of apparent regret: "I thought Miss Banister was in your room?" "No; Nancy has gone to her own room at the end of the corridor to do some work for an hour.
"I hope she won't talk in Latin," exclaimed Hattie. "Oh, it is nice to think of seeing Prissie so soon," murmured Katie in an ecstasy. "I wonder," began Rose in her practical voice, "how soon Prissie will begin to earn money. We want money even more than when she went away. Aunt Raby isn't as well as she was then, and since the cows were sold " "Hush!" said Hattie.
Aunt Raby stretched out her hand, and, taking up a fold of the cashmere, she rubbed it softly between her finger and thumb. "It's as fine as velvet," she said, "and I put strong work into it, too. It isn't a bit worn, is it, Prissie?" "No, Aunt Raby, except just round the tail. I got it very wet one day and the color went a trifle, but nothing to signify."
Hayes firmly, "when it becomes a question of a woman earning her bread, let her turn to that path where promise lies. There is no promise in the fit of that gown, Prissie. But here here there is much." He touched her big forehead lightly with his hand. "You must not give up your books, my dear," he said, "for, independently of the pleasure they afford, they will also give you bread and butter.
She sat near her at breakfast and at the meetings of the Dramatic Society was particularly anxious to secure a good part for Prissie. The members of the society intended to act The Princess before the end of the term, and as there was a great deal to work up and many rehearsals were necessary, they met in the little theater on most evenings.
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