A Girl in Spring-TimeVaizey, George de Horne, Mrs.
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A Girl in Spring-Time
Vaizey, George de Horne, Mrs.
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Girls -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Schoolgirls -- Juvenile fiction
Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England
A Girl in Spring-Time
By Jessie Mansergh
Illustrations by Gertrude Demain Hammond
Published by Blackie and Son Limited, London.
This edition dated 1897.
A Girl in Spring-Time, by Jessie Mansergh.
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A GIRL IN SPRING-TIME, BY JESSIE MANSERGH.
CHAPTER ONE.
THE DAY BEFORE THE HOLIDAYS.
It was the day before the midsummer holidays, and the girls of the first
form were sitting together in the upstairs school-room at Milvern House,
discussing the events of the term, and the prospective pleasures of the
next few weeks. Lessons had been finished in the morning, the afternoon
had been given up to packing, and now they were enjoying a delightfully
unsupervised hour of rest.
A tall, slim girl was standing by the table, turning out the contents of
a desk, and filling the waste-paper basket with fragments of paper. The
other pupils watched the movements of the small hands, and the sleek,
dark head with unconscious fascination. There was something
delightfully trim and dainty about Bertha Faucit. Her hair was always
neat, her actions deliberate and graceful; she reminded one irresistibly
of a sleek, well-nurtured pigeon pluming its wings in the sunshine, with
a very happy sense of its own importance.
By the window stood another girl, who was evidently a sister, for she
wore a dress of the same pattern, and held herself with a like air of
dignified composure. Bertha and Lois Faucit were the daughters of a
dean who lived in an old cathedral town, and their school-fellows were
accustomed to account for every peculiarity on this score. "Dean's
daughters, you know!" It was ridiculous to expect that the children of
such a dignitary would indulge in pillow-fights, and bedroom supper,
like ordinary frivolous mortals.
Bertha was talking all the while she worked, dropping out her words with
the same delicate distinctness which characterised her actions.
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