CHAPTER VII.

G.F.S.



The first thought of Dolores was that she should see Constance Hacket,
when she heard 'Hurrah for a holiday!' resounding over the house.

As she came out of her room Mysie met her. 'Hurrah! Aunt Jane has got
us a holiday that we may help get ready for the G.F.S.! Mamma has sent
down notes to Miss Vincent and Mr. Pollock. Oh! jolly, jolly!'

And, obvious of past offences, Mysie caught her cousin's arms, and
whirled her round and round in an exulting dance, extremely unpleasant
to so quiet a personage. 'Don't!' she cried. 'You hurt! You make me
dizzy!'

'My certie, Miss Mysie!' exclaimed Mrs. Halfpenny at the same time,
'ye're daft! Gae doon canny, and keep your apron on, for if I see a
stain on that clean dress--'

Mysie hopped downstairs without waiting to hear the terrible
consequences.'

Aunt Adeline did not come down to breakfast, but Aunt Jane appeared,
fresh and glowing, just in time for prayers, having been with Gillian
and Harry to survey the scene of operations, and to judge of the day,