Wild Kitty by L. T. Meade
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As Alice spoke Kitty's charming face suddenly lost its brilliant color;
it became white, and her dark eyes flashed with an angry fire. She stood perfectly still for a moment, then began to walk on a little faster than before. "You have hurt her, Alice," said Bessie; "you should not have said that." "I don't care; she made me do it; she is intolerable." "Still, you had no right to speak as you did; remember she is a stranger." Here Bessie ran after Kitty, and tried to slip her hand through her arm; but the Irish girl made an impatient movement, and, shrugging her shoulders, walked on quicker than before. "Oh, leave her alone," whispered Alice; "let us talk about things that interest us. Why should all lives be upset by her? There, she is going on in front; let us fall back and talk about interesting things. Have you finished your work yet?" "Oh, yes; I had a great deal to do this afternoon. I do hope, Alice, that Gwin won't mind if I ask her to let me go into the library. I must take a peep into 'Household Encyclopaedia;' it is such a chance." "Oh, I am sure she won't mind," replied Alice. "Gwin is the soul of good nature. I only dread what she will think." "Oh, you need not dread anything," said Kitty, suddenly turning round |
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