I don't wonder she struck him back."
"Indeed, it wasn't the pain I cared so much for," returned Lulu, scorning
the implication; "it was the insult."
"Young ladies," said a severely reproving voice behind them, "why are you
tarrying here? It is high time you were all on your homeward way. Miss
Rosie Travilla, Miss Evelyn Leland, and Miss Raymond, the Viamede
carriage has been in waiting for the last half-hour."
The speaker was no other than Mrs. Manton, who had entered unperceived by
them in their excitement.
No one replied to her rebuke, but there was a sudden scurrying into the
cloak-room, followed by a hasty donning of hats and wraps.
Rosie brought up the rear, muttering, as she drew out and glanced at a
pretty little watch, "Hardly so long as that, I am sure!"
"Ah, you can't expect perfect accuracy under such trying circumstances,"
laughed Nettie Vance.
"Wait, Lu," said Evelyn, softly; "let me help you with your cloak, or you
will be sure to hurt those poor fingers."
"How kind you are, Eva!" whispered Lulu, her face lighting up with
pleasure as she accepted the offer; "how good to me! Oh, it is nice to
have such a friend as you!"
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