The Leader of the Lower School: A Tale of School LifeBrazil, Angela
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The Leader of the Lower School: A Tale of School Life
Brazil, Angela
Girls -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
Barbara strolled leisurely to the fireplace, and spread her hands to the
blaze. Being a member of the Third, and having a most interesting piece
of information to communicate, she did not intend to make it too cheap,
and wished to excite the curiosity of the Fourth Form girls before she
vouchsafed to enlighten them.
"Oh! something I heard just now downstairs. I was passing the Seniors'
door, and Allie Spencer came out and told me."
"Well?"
"She said it concerned your Form."
"Why us particularly?"
"What's going to happen?"
"Is it anything worth knowing, or not?"
"Really, that depends how you take it," said Barbara, enjoying herself.
"Look here, kiddie, you get on and tell us!"
"Gee up, stupid!"
Barbara paused, prolonging for one more blissful moment the joy of
tantalizing her audience; but in that moment her chance was lost, for
the door opened suddenly, and in burst Hetty Hancock, like a tempestuous
north wind, proclaiming without either hesitation or reserve the
important tidings.
"I say, isn't it a joke? There's actually a new boarder coming
to-morrow."
"New girls seem to choose odd times to come nowadays," said Lennie. "Why
didn't she wait till the half term--it's only about two weeks off?"
"Perhaps she's been shipwrecked, like I was," suggested Gipsy.
"Not a bit of it! She doesn't come from far. Her home's only about ten
miles off, I believe. Her name's Leonora Parker."
"Parker! Parker! Surely not the Parkers of Ribblestone Abbey?" commented
Norah Bell.
"I really don't know."
"But I know!" put in Barbara Kendrick, delighted to score at last by her
superior information. "They are the Parkers of Ribblestone Abbey."
"Then they're most enormously rich people."
"Yes, millionaires! And Leonora's the only child."
"So she's an heiress!"
"Rather--an heiress of millions."
"You might call her a millionairess, in fact," chuckled Gipsy.
"Good for you, Yankee Doodle!"
"I say, it's rather a joke her coming here, isn't it?" said Norah Bell.
"A millionaire's daughter! I wonder what she'll be like?"
"Sure to have the best of everything," said Daisy Scatcherd; "the
loveliest dresses and the most expensive hats."
"She won't be able to wear anything but her school 'sailor' here!"
commented Dilys. "You needn't imagine she'll come decked out with
diamonds, Daisy."
"She'll have absolutely unlimited pocket-money."
"And be able to buy chocolates and walnut creams by the pound!" added
Barbara enviously.
"Wonder what Form and what dormitory she'll be in?"
"Well, at any rate I shan't be the last new girl," said Gipsy. "I'm glad
to retire from the position."
"Yes, Yankee Doodle. Your little nose will be quite put out of joint."
"A millionairess at Briarcroft! Doesn't it sound magnificent?"
"What a set of sillies you all are!" said Dilys. "I'm not going to make
any fuss over Leonora, even if she can buy chocolates by the pound. I'll
wait and see how I like her before I give my opinion. She mayn't be nice
at all."
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