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d hurt。 His black brows gathered into a frown； his piercing eyes looked at her with angry surprise。 It was over in a moment。 He raised his shabby hat； and made her a bow。
〃There is a sore place still left in me；〃 he said； 〃and you have innocently hit it。 Good…morning。〃
Before she could speak again； he had turned the corner of the summer…house； and was lost to view in a shrubbery on the westward side of the grounds。
CHAPTER V。
DISCOVERIES IN THE GARDEN。
Left by herself； Miss de Sor turned back again by way of the trees。
So far； her interview with the drawing…master had helped to pass the time。 Some girls might have found it no easy task to arrive at a true view of the character of Alban Morris。 Francine's essentially superficial observation set him down as 〃a little mad；〃 and left him there； judged and dismissed to her own entire satisfaction。
Arriving at the lawn； she discovered Emily pacing backward and forward； with her head down and her hands behind her； deep in thought。 Francine's high opinion of herself would have carried her past any of the other girls； unless they had made special advances to her。 She stopped and looked at Emily。
It is the sad fate of little women in general to grow too fat and to be born with short legs。 Emily's slim finely…strung figure spoke for itself as to the first of these misfortunes； and asserted its happy freedom from the second； if she only walked across a room。 Nature had built her； from head to foot； on a skeleton…scaffolding in perfect proportion。 Tall or short matters little to the result； in women who possess the first and foremost advantage of beginning well in their bones。 When they live to old age； they often astonish thoughtless men； who walk behind them in the street。 〃I give you my honor； she was as easy and upright as a young girl； and when you got in front of her and lookedwhite hair； and seventy years of age。〃
Francine approached Emily； moved by a rare impulse in her naturethe impulse to be sociable。 〃You look out of spirits；〃 she began。 〃Surely you don't regret leaving school？〃
In her present mood； Emily took the opportunity （in the popular phrase） of snubbing Francine。 〃You have guessed wrong； I do regret；〃 she answered。 〃I have found in Cecilia my dearest friend at school。 And school brought with it the change in my life which has helped me to bear the loss of my father。 If you must know what I was thinking of just now； I was thinking or my aunt。 She has not answered my last letterand I'm beginning to be afraid she is ill。〃
〃I'm very sorry；〃 said Francine。
〃Why？ You don't know my aunt； and you have only known me since yesterday afternoon。 Why are you sorry？〃
Francine remained silent。 Without realizing it； she was beginning to feel the dominant influence that Emily exercised over the weaker natures that came in contact with her。 To find herself irresistibly attracted by a stranger at a new schoolan unfortunate little creature； whose destiny was to earn her own livingfilled the narrow mind of Miss de Sor with perplexity。 Having waited in vain for a reply； Emily turned away； and resumed the train of thought which her schoolfellow had interrupted。
By an association of ideas； of which she was not herself aware； she now passed from thinking of her aunt to thinking of Miss Jethro。 The interview of the previous night had dwelt on her mind at intervals； in the hours of the new day。
Acting on instinct rather than on reason； she had kept that remarkable incident in her school life a secret from every one。 No discoveries had been made by other persons。 In speaking to her staff of teachers； Miss Ladd had alluded to the affair in the most cautious terms。 〃Circumstances of a private nature have obliged the lady to retire from my school。 When we meet after the holidays； another teacher will be in her place。〃 There； Miss Ladd's explanation had begun and ended。 Inquiries addressed to the servants had led to no result。 Miss Jethro's luggage was to be forwarded to the London terminus of the railwayand Miss Jethro herself had baffled investigation by leaving the school on foot。 Emily's interest in the lost teacher was not the transitory interest of curiosity； her father's mysterious friend was a person whom she honestly desired to see again。 Perplexed by the difficulty of finding a means of tracing Miss Jethro； she reached the shady limit of the trees； and turned to walk back again。 Approaching the place at which she and Francine had met； an idea occurred to her。 It was just possible that Miss Jethro might not be unknown to her aunt。
Still meditating on the cold reception that she had encountered； and still feeling the influence which mastered her in spite of herself； Francine interpreted Emily's return as an implied expression of regret。 She advanced with a constrained smile； and spoke first。
〃How are the young ladies getting on in the schoolroom？〃 she asked； by way of renewing the conversation。
Emily's face assumed a look of surprise which said plainly； Can't you take a hint and leave me to myself？
Francine was constitutionally impenetrable to reproof of this sort； her thick skin was not even tickled。 〃Why are you not helping them；〃 she went on； 〃you who have the clearest head among us and take the lead in everything？〃
It may be a humiliating confession to make； yet it is surely true that we are all accessible to flattery。 Different tastes appreciate different methods of burning incensebut the perfume is more or less agreeable to all varieties of noses。 Francine's method had its tranquilizing effect on Emily。 She answered indulgently； 〃Miss de Sor； I have nothing to do with it。〃
〃Nothing to do with it？ No prizes to win before you leave school？〃
〃I won all the prizes years ago。〃
〃But there are recitations。 Surely you recite？〃
Harmless words in themselves； pursuing the same smooth course of flattery as beforebut with what a different result！ Emily's face reddened with anger the moment they were spoken。 Having already irritated Alban Morris； unlucky Francine； by a second mischievous interposition of accident； had succeeded in making Emily smart next。 〃Who has told you；〃 she burst out； 〃I insist on knowing！〃
〃Nobod y has told me anything！〃 Francine declared piteously。
〃Nobody has told you how I have been insulted？〃
〃No； indeed！ Oh； Miss Brown； who could insult _you？_〃
In a man； the sense of injury does sometimes submit to the discipline of silence。 In a womannever。 Suddenly reminded of her past wrongs （by the pardonable error of a polite schoolfellow）； Emily committed the startling inconsistency of appealing to the sympathies of Francine！
〃Would you believe it？ I have been forbidden to reciteI； the head girl of the school。 Oh； not to…day！ It happened a month agowhen we were all in consultation； making our arrangements。 Miss Ladd asked me if I had decided on a piece to recite。 I said； 'I have not only decided； I have learned the piece。' 'And what may it be？' 'The dagger…scene in Macbeth。' There was a howlI can call it by no other namea howl of indignation。 A man's soliloquy； and； worse still； a murdering man's soliloquy； recited by one of Miss Ladd's young ladies； before an audience of parents and guardians！ Tha