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then, when the flowers begin to droop, Miss Jenks will notice and
Mirabel will get ticked off for forgetting the water,' thought Elsie. So
but of the window went the water from the four big vases. The flowers
were hurriedly replaced just as the first bdl went for lessons. The
second form trooped in to take their places. Alison went to hold the
door for Miss Jenks. Mirabel took a look round at the girls, hoping to
get a smile from some one. She was longing to say that she meant to turn
over a new leaf. But nobody looked at her except Elsie, who nudged Anna
and then turned away. ' She's coming!' hissed Alison. The class stopped
lounging over their desks and talking. They stood up and waited in
silence. Miss Jenks was very strict about politeness and good manners in
her class. ' Good morning, girls,' said the mistress, putting her books
on her desk. ' Sit, please. We will . . . good gracious, Alison, what is
that you are wearing on your left wrist? ' ' A bracelet,' said Alison,
sulkily. The girls looked at it and giggled. It was very like one that
Miss Quentin wore. Alison loved to wear anything that even remotely
resembled her beloved Miss Quentin's belongings. ' Alison, I am getting
tired of asking you to remove bows and brooches and bracelets and
goodness knows what,' said Miss Jenks. ' What with putting up with
Mirabel's stupidities, and your vanities, I'm going really grey!' Miss
Jenks had flaming red hair, with not a scrap of grey in it. The girls
smiled, but were not certain enough of Miss Jenks's temper that day to
laugh out loud. ' Bring me that bracelet, Alison,' said Miss Jenks, in a
tired voice. ' You can have it back in a week's time providing that
during that tune I haven't had to remove any other frills and fancies
from you.' Alison sulkily gave up the bracelet. She knew it ,was iftfle
that no jewellery should be worn with school :, but the little
feather-head was always trimming up with something or other, now please
get out your maths, books and the ise you did for prep, and we will go
on to the next of sums,' said Miss Jenks. ' It's much the same as ioiie
we did yesterday. Work them out, please, and is any difficulty, let me
know. Come up one by las I call you, with your maths, exercise paper,
and I correct it at my desk with you.' class got busy. Desks were opened
and books got Pencils were taken from boxes. Exercise books opened, and
there was a general air of getting down ird work. filirabel hunted all
through her desk for her maths. How curious! It didn't seem to be there,
[aye you borrowed my maths, book? ' she asked Janet a whisper. No
whispering,' said Miss Jenks, who had ears like a X. ' What is it,
Mirabel? One of your usual inter-itions, I suppose.' No, Miss Jenks,'
said Mirabel, meekly. ' I can't find maths, book, that's all.' Mirabel,
you're always pretending you can't find this that,' said Miss Jenks. '
Get your book at once and ''But, Miss Jenks, it really isn't here,' said
Mirabel, :'fiflinting frantically through her desk again. The girls
Ifjfltidged one another and grinned. They all knew where spit was - at
the back of the handwork cupboard. Mirabel look through her desk all day
but she wouldn't jlnd her book. offK o;o"o' Share Janet's book, then,'
said Miss Jenks, shortly,!||only half-believing Mirabel. Mirabel heaved
a sigh of Jf relief , and opened her arithmetic book to copy down the
''1 sums from Janet's text-book. She put ready her maths, paper, which
she had done in prep, the night before, to show to Miss Jenks. But as