"I want to go and visit one of my schoolmates, and stay with her for a
time."
"Of course you may go, Aneta. I give you permission; but don't remain
too long, for we get up early to-morrow, as to-morrow school really
begins."
"I won't remain a minute longer than I can help. Thank you, Lucy,"
said Aneta.
Miss Johnson kissed her pupil and left the room.
A minute later Aneta Lysle was running down the corridor in the
direction of the bedroom occupied by Maggie Howland. It was some
distance from her own room. She knocked at the door. She guessed
somehow that Maggie would be still up.
Maggie said, "Come in," and Aneta entered.
Maggie was in a white dressing-gown, with her thick, handsome hair
falling below her waist. Her hair was her strongest point, and she
looked for the time being almost pretty.
"What do you want, Aneta?" she said.
"To speak to you, Maggie."
"But it's against the rules," said Maggie, drawling out her words a
little, and giving Aneta a defiant glance.
"No," said Aneta. "I asked for permission to come and see you, and I
have obtained it."
"Well, sit down, won't you?" said Maggie.
Aneta availed herself of the invitation, and took a chair.
Maggie remained standing.
"Won't you sit too, Maggie?" said Aneta.
"I don't particularly want to, but I will if you insist on it. To tell
the truth, I am a little sleepy. You won't keep me long, will you?"
"That depends on yourself."
Maggie opened her narrow eyes. Then she contracted them and looked
fixedly at her companion. "Have you come here to talk about Merry
Cardew?"
"Yes, about her, and other matters."
"Don't you trust me at all, Aneta?"
Aneta looked full up at the girl. "No, Maggie," she said.
"Do you think when you say so that you speak kindly?"
"I am afraid I don't, but I can't help myself," said Aneta.
Maggie gave a faint yawn. She was, in reality, far too interested to
be really sleepy. Suddenly she dropped into a sitting position on the
floor. "You have me," she said, "in the hollow of your hand. Do you
mean to crush me? What have I done that you should hate me so much?"
"I never said I hated you," said Aneta. "I don't hate you, but I am
exceedingly anxious that you should not have any influence over my two
young cousins who came here to-day."
"I thought we discussed that when you were staying at Meredith Manor,"
said Maggie. "You made me unhappy enough then, but I gave you my
promise."
"I was sorry to make you unhappy, Maggie; and you did give me your
promise; but I have come here to-day to know why you have broken it."
"Broken it!" said Maggie. "Broken it!"
"Don't you understand me?" said Aneta. "You and Merry were together
the greater part of the evening, and even Cicely wondered where her
sister was. Why did you do it?"
"Merry is my friend," said Maggie.
"I don't wish her to be your friend."
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