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Mrs. Marvin looked up at the thin, harsh face of her a.s.sistant.
"Mercy is sometimes as valuable in a case like this, as extreme severity," she said.
"They have broken a well-known rule here, and must be dealt with accordingly. They must be made clearly to understand that a repet.i.tion would not be overlooked."
"I am only an a.s.sistant," Miss Fenler said, "but I have my opinions, and I can't help thinking that you are too gentle with them."
"They have been mischievous, surely, but had their mischief been such as would harm, or annoy their cla.s.smates, I should have been more severe.
"You may send them to me. I will see them before the school opens for the morning session."
"There is another pupil that I must speak of, and that is the Mayo girl.
It has been her habit to keep apart from the other girls. She seems to prefer to spend much of her leisure time not only indoors, but in her room.
"Lina Danford, the little girl whose room is next hers told me that Ida Mayo had been crying ever since daybreak. Lina thought that she must be ill, and she knocked at the door, but while for a moment the crying ceased, there was no answer, even when the knock was several times repeated."
"Have you tried to rouse her?" Mrs. Marvin said, her fine face showing genuine alarm.
"I knocked three times, but received no reply, and the door is locked."
"I will go to her," Mrs. Marvin said. "You may open school for me. Say nothing to the other girls. I will talk with them at the noon recess."
Mrs. Marvin hurried up the stairway, and along the upper hall to the corner room. She paused before tapping. If Ida Mayo had been crying, she was not crying now.
She knocked and waited. Knocked again, and again she waited.
"Ida, you must open your door for me. This is Mrs. Marvin."
The morning session had opened, and fresh young voices could be plainly heard. They were singing Ida's favorite, an old song, "All hail, pleasant morning."
Mrs. Marvin heard a faint sob.
"Ida, I am your friend. Let me in, and tell me what troubles you." No response.
"Open the door quickly, or I shall call Marcus to force it open."
Ida opened the door with a jerk.
"There!" she cried, angrily. "I don't see why I could not stay alone in my room until I looked fit to be seen!"
Mrs. Marvin thought the raw, scarlet face denoted some desperate illness, but chancing to look toward the dresser, she caught sight of the bottle, uncorked, and with its showy label bearing the legend:
"TONIC. TWELVE-HOUR BEAUTIFIER."
Mrs. Marvin sat down upon a low seat, and drew Ida down beside her, and patiently she listened to the story of the longing for beauty, the reading of the advertis.e.m.e.nt.
"I s'pose I put on too much," Ida concluded. "They said, 'Just a bit on the tip of the fingers rubbed into the skin each night for two weeks would work wonders.
"They said used generously you'd be surprised at the result! I guess I was.
"I thought if a little would do so much, a lot of it would do more, so I put it on thick, and went to bed.
"O dear! It has been a comfort to tell you, but I can't face those girls while I look like this!"
"I shall not ask you to," Mrs. Marvin said. "I will bring you some cooling ointment to heal your face, and I'll send old Judy up with your meals.
"I will tell her to say to any pupils who may question her, 'Miss Mayo feels so miserable that she'll not come down to her meals for a few days.' Judy is absolutely trustworthy."
Judy proved herself quick-witted, for when an inquisitive pupil tried to peep into the room as she entered with the tray, Judy turned sharply, remarking:
"Ah don' s'pose yo wants ter ketch anythin' what's 'tagious, does ya?"
The pupil backed away from the door, when at a distance she said: "You don't seem to be much afraid."
"Ah isn't 'fraid, 'cause I's had dis same ting."
She had indeed suffered in the same way. True it was not freckles that annoyed her. It was a longing to rid herself of her black skin that had tempted her to purchase a bottle of a so-called beautifier, warranted to produce a new skin.
That was some years before, but Judy remembered it.
CHAPTER V.
A SLEIGHING PARTY
Dorothy was never inclined toward mischief, and now, when her mother was away traveling for change of scene, and much-needed rest, she felt very eager to send each month, a fine report of her progress. Dorothy was full of life, and loved a good time, if Nancy, her dearest friend might enjoy it with her.
When the news was circulated that the great sleigh at the livery stable had been chartered by Mrs. Marvin, and that sleigh-rides would be in order as long as the snow lasted, none was more eager for the pleasure than Dorothy.
To be sure, she had always enjoyed plenty of sleigh-rides when at home at the Stone House, but here was a novelty! The big sleigh at Glenmore would hold twenty girls, while the beautiful Russian sleigh at the Stone House held four, and the pony sleigh two. Mrs. Marvin, in making out the list for each party, was careful to place those already acquainted together. Thus, the list that was headed with Dorothy's name included Nancy Ferris, of course, then Vera, Elf, Patricia, Arabella, Betty, Valerie, and twelve others, who were at least slightly acquainted with those already named.
They were about evenly divided in another way. Ten were exceedingly lively, while the other half of the list were pleasant girls of quieter type.
Mrs. Marvin well knew that twenty lively girls would be likely to be a bit too gay for the steady-going inhabitants of the town of Glenmore, while the school must keep up its reputation for being cheerful, but surely not noisy nor flighty!
The day for the first sleigh-ride dawned clear and cold, and Marcus informed Judy that it was cold enough "ter freeze de bronze statoo down in de square."
They were to start at three, and promptly at that hour Marcus drew up at the door.
Eager to start, the girls were all waiting in the hall, when Arabella drawled:
"Every one wait while I go and get my shawls."
She darted up the stairs, Patricia calling after her: "Your shawls, goosie! Why you're wearing two coats and a sweater now."
"What did Arabella say?" asked Betty Chase.