No, I can’t say I’m shedding tears myself unless they’re crocodile ones.
Please to recollect in future, my dears, when you speak to me, that you’re addressing a member of the Upper School!
You’re only little Junior girls!
Ta-ta!” and with a mock curtsy, in process of which she nearly dropped her pile of books,
Georgina retired laughing from the Fourth Form to take her place and try her luck among the Seniors.
Georgina Gascoyne was at a particularly difficult and hobbledehoy stage of her development.
She was tall for her age, and rather awkward in her manners,
apt at present to be slapdash and independent, and decidedly lacking in “that repose Which stamps the caste of Vere de Vere”.