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A World of Girls The Story of a School

208 pages 

“Me want to see Hetty,” said an imperious baby voice.
“No, no; not this morning, Miss Nan, dear.”
“Me do want to see Hetty,” was the quick, impatient reply. And a sturdy indignant little face
looked up at Nurse, to watch the effect of the last decisive words.
Finding no affirmative reply on Nurse’s placid face, the small lips closed firmly—two
dimples came and went on two very round cheeks—the mischievous brown eyes grew full
of laughter, and the next moment the little questioner had squeezed her way through a
slightly open door, and was toddling down the broad stone stairs and across a landing to
Hetty’s room. The room-door was open, so the truant went in. A bed with the bed-clothes
all tossed about, a half worn-out slipper on the floor, a very untidy dressing-table met her
eyes, but no Hetty.
“Me want Hetty, me do,” piped the treble voice, and then the little feet commenced a
careful and watchful pilgrimage, the lips still firmly shut, the dimples coming and going,
and the eyes throwing many upward glances in the direction of Nurse and the nursery.
No pursuit as yet, and great, great hope of finding Hetty somewhere in the down-stair
regions. Ah, now, how good! those dangerous stairs had been descended, and the little
voice calling in shrill tones for Hetty rang out in the wide hall.