The Principal, however, was not disposed to argue that point, and packed
the girls back to their rooms. In half an hour, even Rose Randall was
sleeping the sleep of the just.
CHAPTER XVII
The Wishing Well
Mr. Ledbury, feeling rather doubtful whether Mr. Hawkins's tuition had
been up to the required standard, had decided to send Cedric to receive
some special coaching before going in for his naval examination. The boy
departed to London in high spirits, leaving his sister visibly depressed
at his absence. Mrs. Ledbury had lately been far more sympathetic with
Githa, and noticing that the girl seemed to be moping, she suggested
inviting a school-mate to spend Friday to Monday with her. Her aunt had
never before made such an amazing proposition. Much as Githa would have
liked to entertain an occasional visitor, she had not dared to ask to be
allowed to do so. She looked so utterly delighted that Mrs. Ledbury, who
generally saw her most undemonstrative side, was frankly astonished.
"It's good for you to make friends of your own age," she remarked. "Tell
me which girl you would like to have, and I will write a note to Mrs.
Franklin."
Githa's choice promptly fell on Gwethyn. The invitation was sent, and
Mrs. Franklin, after an interview in the study, gave majestic permission
for its acceptance. The proposed visit caused much amazement in the
school. Mr. and Mrs. Ledbury had been looked upon rather as bogeys by
the girls. Githa had been so guarded in her information about her home
life that it was always presumed she was unhappy. How she spent her
spare hours she had never divulged. Her doings, away from Aireyholme,
had always been more or less of a mystery.
"I hope you'll have a tolerable time!" said Gwethyn's friends to her in
private, their tone clearly expressing anticipation of the contrary. "I
suppose Mrs. Ledbury's most frightfully strict. You'll have to be
'prunes and prism' personified."
"I'll worry through somehow without shocking her more than I can help,"
returned Gwethyn. "It's ever so decent of her to ask me."
"Well, of course you couldn't refuse," decided her chums.
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