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Chapter 9 CONSCIENCE AND DIFFICULTIES.

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ing and her grandmother's idol, was now petted and made much of and fussed over by every one. It was quite an extraordinary thing for the paying girls of the Great Shirley School to b

ards her. The rest of the foundation girls at first determined that they would leave her with her fine friends, bu

rules all drawn up, and she will read them to us. There are about thirty of us now, and more and more offer to join every day. The difficulty is that we have got to keep the thing from the knowledge of the teac

feel now quite honored at

ourse, we can't do anything special in the daytime, unless sometimes on Saturday, when we have a whole holiday; but at least; she says, th

rt of livery or badge for the members of the Cabinet; but we'll know all about it when we meet sharp at nine to-night. We are th

er-for she wanted to get her lessons done in order to be fully in time for the meeting that eve

Susy. "We'll meet to

know,"

, you are sort of Prime

, do you," said Ruth-"not from t

you come to analyse it, it is wrong, and not right. But, dear me, Ruth! wh

that it is worth while

agree with you. You will come t

wish Kathleen-Oh, I know it is very fascinating, and Kathleen i

y, staring at her. "They'

I know so little

Why, they'd be furious. I

didn't know there was an

e you made of

t when we were not in school

ol is quite against secrecy in any form. Oh dear, why will you drag all this out of me? I'd made up my mind not to think of it, and now you have forced me to say it. Of course

not," said Ru

lked on; her attitude was tha

is frightfully, tiresomely good, and she's just too pretty; and she's not a bit vain, and she's not a bit puffed up. Oh, she is just right in every way, and yet I feel that I hate her.

urishing stationer's shop, in one part of which was a post-office. Some ladies were buying stamps as Susy dashed through the shop on her way to the family rooms at the back. Mrs. Hopkins was selling stationery to a couple of boys; she looked up as he

o prepare her lessons at another table. She had two hours' hard work before her, and it was already nearly six o'clock. T

as a bad cold, and wants me to call in. I think little Peter is not well; your aunt is afraid he is catching measles. Run into the shop the moment yo

e very difficult, you know, and you promised that when I went to t

I don't mean to interfere;

e shop? If any special customer

ust oblige me this time, Susy. You can sit up a little longer to-nigh

ill not be more tha

cer

I may shut up the shop at

, except the post-office part, open until past nine on Wednesdays; such a lot of people come in for odds and end

behind the counter. The days were getting short and cold, and as the shop door was opened there was a thorough draught where she w

ought the little girl

ropped her book open before her. Presently

"If I work desperately hard, and stop my ears so that

he least interested in the shop, did not know where to find it. She rummaged about, making a great mess

dly; "I will come in again next time I am

of exercises; these she could not by any possibility do in the shop. She had also some mathematical work to get through or she would never be able to keep her place in class. Why didn't Mrs. Hopkins return? Half-an-hour went by; three-quarters. It was now a quarter to eight. Susy felt quite distracted. With the exception of the two

id Susy. "I will open the door of the parlor and si

act on it. She turned on the gas in the parlor-it was alr

rself. "Strange, is it not, that I should call myself a Wild Irish Girl when I am

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