A Popular Schoolgirl

Angela Brazil

A Popular Schoolgirl

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Title: A Popular Schoolgirl
Author: Angela Brazil

Release Date: June 5, 2006 [eBook #18505]
Language: English
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A POPULAR SCHOOLGIRL
by
ANGELA BRAZIL
Illustrated by Balliol Salmon

New York Frederick A. Stokes Company Publishers Copyright, 1920, by Frederick A. Stokes Company All Rights Reserved First published in the United States of America, 1921

[Illustration: UNDER THE LANTERNS Chapter XX]

CONTENTS
I. The End of the Holidays
II. Opening Day
III. Wynch-on-the-Wold
IV. Intruder Bess
V. The Fifth-form Fête
VI. The School Parliament
VII. Hockey
VIII. An Unpleasant Experience
IX. A Hostel Frolic
X. The Whispering Stones
XI. On Strike
XII. The Rainbow League
XIII. Quenrede Comes Out
XIV. The Peep-hole
XV. Brotherly Breezes
XVI. An Easter Pilgrimage
XVII. The Rivals
XVIII. Bess at Home
XIX. The Nun's Walk
XX. Under the Lanterns
XXI. The Abbey Recital

Illustrations
Under the Lanterns
"Let's Call ourselves the Foursome League"
A Friend in Need
"You look nice--you do, really, with your hair down"
"You may think you know everything, Bess Haselford, but you don't know this!"
A Tall Figure, clothed in some White Garment, was gliding towards them

A POPULAR SCHOOLGIRL
CHAPTER I
The End of the Holidays
"Ingred! Ingred, old girl! I say, Ingred! Wherever have you taken yourself off to?" shouted a boyish voice, as its owner, jumping an obstructing gooseberry bush, tore around the corner of the house from the kitchen garden on to the strip of rough lawn that faced the windows. "Hullo! Cuckoo! Coo-ee! In-gred!"
"I'm here all the time, so you needn't bawl!" came in resigned tones from under the shade of a large fuchsia. "You're enough to wake the dead, Chumps! What is it you want now! It's too hot to go a walk till after tea. I'm trying to get ten minutes peace and quiet!"
Hereward, otherwise "Chumps," put his feet together in the second position, flung out his arms in what was intended to be a graceful attitude, and made a mock bow worthy of the cinema stage.
"Have them by all means, Madam!" he replied in mincing accents. "Your humble servant has no wish to disturb your ladyship's elegant repose. He offers a thousand apologies for his unceremonious entrance into your august presence, and implores you to condescend----Ow! Stop it, you brute!"
Hereward's burst of eloquence was brought to an abrupt end by the violent onslaught of a fox-terrier puppy which flung itself upon him and began to worry his ankles with delighted yelps of appreciation.
"Stop it! Keep off, I tell you! I won't be chewed to ribbons!" he protested, dodging the attacks of the playful but all too sharp teeth, and catching the little dog by the piece of tarred rope that formed its collar. "Here, you'll get throttled in a minute if you don't mend your manners."
"Give him to his auntie, bless his heart!" laughed Ingred, extending welcoming arms to the fat specimen of puppyhood, and rolling him about on her knee. "Oh, he did make you dance! You looked so funny! There, precious! Don't chump auntie's fingers. Go bye-byes now. Snuggle down on auntie's dress, and----"
"If you've quite finished talking idiotic nonsense to that little beast," interrupted Hereward sarcastically, "you'll perhaps kindly oblige me by mentioning whether you're coming or not!"
"Not coming anywhere--too hot!" grunted Ingred, resettling her cushion under the fuchsia bush.
"Right you are! Please yourself and you'll please me! Though I should have thought the run to Chatcombe----"
Ingred sprang to her feet, dropping the puppy unceremoniously.
"You don't mean to say Egbert's finished mending the motor bike? You abominable boy! Why couldn't you tell me so before?"
"You never gave me the chance--just said off-hand you wouldn't go anywhere. Yes, the engine's running like a daisy, and the sidecar's on, and Egbert's fussing to be off. If you really change your mind and want to go----"
But by this time Ingred was round the corner of the house; so, shaking a philosophic head at the ways of girls in general, her brother gathered a gooseberry or two en route, and followed her in the direction of the stable-yard.
The Saxons were spending their summer holidays at a farm near the seaside, and for the first time in four long years the whole family was reunited. Mr. Saxon, Egbert, and Athelstane had only just been demobilized, and had hardly yet settled down to civilian life. They had joined the rest of the party at Lynstones before returning to their native town of Grovebury. The six
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