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The sound from the Vivians' bedroom was very hilarious for the next three-quarters of an hour; but presently Margaret came forward and asked all the girls if they would seat themselves, as Betty was going to tell stories. "With the lights down! Oh, please, please, don't forget that! All the lights down except one," said Susie Rushworth. "Yes, with all the lights down except one," said Margaret.
"What have you been saying to Walters?" she asked. "I met him going out, and he looked very crestfallen." "He hinted that he might follow us to the Vivians' and I suggested that it was too cold a place for him," Millicent answered with a blush. "I see," remarked Mrs. Keith, who was sometimes blunt.
By the way," she added, "I am exceedingly particular with regard to the neatness of the various rooms where my pupils sleep; and these bits of heather and these curious stones oh, I can tell you plenty about their history by and by might also be put into what we will call 'the Vivians' attic." "Thank you so much!" said Betty.
I liked her sisters also; but Betty was superior to her sisters. I departed from several established customs when I admitted the Vivians to this school, and I will own that I had my qualms of conscience notwithstanding the fact that my old friend Sir John Crawford was so anxious for me to have them here. Nevertheless, when first I saw Betty I knew that he was right and I was wrong.
She herself was the only daughter of a rich and distinguished man. The Vivians were nobodies. Why should they be fussed about, and talked of, and even loved yes, loved while she, Fanny, was losing her friends? The thought was unbearable! Fanny had managed by judicious precaution to get Betty to reveal part of her secret, and Betty was no longer a member of the Specialities.
The girls who had entered were rather afraid of Fanny Crawford, and thought it best to obey her instructions. But the news with regard to the newcomers spread wildly all over the house; so much so that when, in course of time, neat-looking Fanny came down to dinner accompanied by her three cousins, the whole school remained breathless, watching the Vivians as they entered.
But Betty lay awake warm, excited, triumphant. "I've managed things now," she thought; "and if every girl in the school asks me if I have a little packet, and if every teacher does likewise, I'll be able truthfully to say 'No." Early the next morning Mrs. Haddo announced her intention to take the Vivians to London.
Haddo, "may I introduce you to Sir John Crawford?" Sir John bowed, and the governess bent her head gracefully. "And these are your new pupils, the Vivians. This is Betty, and this little girl is Sylvia. Am I not right, dear?" "No; I am Hester," said the girl addressed as Sylvia. "This is Hetty, then; and this is Sylvia. Will you take them to their room and do what you can for their comfort?
As the Albatross steamed into the little harbor, I saw Mowbray Langdon's Indolence at anchor. I glanced toward Steuben Point where his cousins, the Vivians, lived and thought I recognized his launch at their pier. We saluted the Indolence; the Indolence saluted us. My launch was piped away and took me ashore. I strolled along the path that wound round the base of the hill toward the kennels.
Betty's name was on the blackboard too, and by no means honorably mentioned. But more things could be done. For Fanny felt that the school was turning against her the upper school, whose praise she so prized. The Specialities asked her boldly why she did not love Betty Vivian. There would be no peace for Fanny until Mrs. Haddo knew everything, and dismissed the Vivians to another school.
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