A Bevy of Girls
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Meade L. T.. A Bevy of Girls
Chapter One. The Departure
Chapter Two. Share and Share Alike
Chapter Three. Taking Mother
Chapter Four. A Refreshing Tea
Chapter Five. Seeking Sympathy
Chapter Six. The Joy of her Life
Chapter Seven. Shirking Duty
Chapter Eight. A Feast to Delight the Eyes
Chapter Nine. The Truth about Mrs Aldworth
Chapter Ten. An Alarming Attack
Chapter Eleven. Repentance and Afterwards
Chapter Twelve. The New Leaf
Chapter Thirteen. A Surprise Visit
Chapter Fourteen. The Introduction
Chapter Fifteen. An Unwelcome Caller
Chapter Sixteen. Troublesome Consequences
Chapter Seventeen. Relief Intercepted
Chapter Eighteen. Seaside Anticipations
Chapter Nineteen. Nesta’s Cunning Scheme
Chapter Twenty. The Missing Sovereign
Chapter Twenty One. Nurse Comforter
Chapter Twenty Two. Wrong Set Right
Chapter Twenty Three. Nesta Lost Again
Chapter Twenty Four. An Uneasy Conscience
Chapter Twenty Five. Nemesis
Chapter Twenty Six. In Hiding
Chapter Twenty Seven. Unaccustomed Fare
Chapter Twenty Eight. Applying for a Situation
Chapter Twenty Nine. Making Sunshine All Round
Chapter Thirty. Found at last
Chapter Thirty One. The Best of them All
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The next morning Marcia commenced her duties. She had said to herself the night before that the prison doors were closing on her. They were firmly closed the next morning. She saw her stepmother for a few minutes on the night of her arrival. She was a tall, very lanky, tired-looking woman, who was the victim of nerves; her irritability was well-known and dreaded. Marcia had lived with it for some years of her life; the younger girls had been brought up with it, and now, when they were pretty and young, and “coming out,” as Molly expressed it, they were tired of it. The invalid was not dangerously ill. If she would only exert herself she might even get quite well; but Mrs Aldworth had not the least intention of exerting herself. She liked to make the worst of her ailments. As a matter of fact she lived on them; she pondered them over in the dead of night, and in the morning she told whoever her faithful companion might happen to be, what had occurred. She spoke of fresh symptoms during the day, and often sobbed and bemoaned herself, and she rated her companion and made her life a terrible burden. Marcia knew all about it. She thought of it as she lay in bed that first night, and firmly determined to make a strong line.
“I have given up Frankfort,” she thought, “and the pleasures of my school life, and the chance of earning money, and some distinction – for they own that I am the best English mistress they have ever had; I have given up the friendship of those dear girls, and the opera, and the music, and all that I most delight in; but I will not – I vow it – give up all my liberty. It is right, of course, that I, who am not so young as my sisters, should have some of the burden; but they must share it.”
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“Then where is Ethel? Why doesn’t she come?”
“She has gone to the Carters to explain that we cannot possibly be present at the dance this evening.”
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