“You’re six months younger than Viola Sutton, so it seems absurd you should be put above her.”
“You’ll be so grand now, I suppose you won’t care to know us!”
“It’s not fair to the rest of the Form!”
“Oh dear! I’m between two fires,” thought Georgina, as she hastily cleared her possessions from her old desk.
“The Fifth don’t want me, and the Fourth are horribly jealous.
You’re going to have a bad time, Georgina Gascoyne, I’m afraid! I see breakers ahead!
Never mind.
It’s a great honour to be moved up, and Father’ll be glad and sympathize if nobody else does.
The work will be pretty stiff:
I expect it’ll be all I can do to manage it.
But I mean to have a jolly good try.
I’ll show those girls I can do something, though I am the youngest!