As to the best of us, if we are the
best, going away because a thing of this sort has occurred, it is not
to be thought of for a moment. Why, Ida," Constance laughed as she
spoke, "you might as well expect one of the leading officers to desert
his regiment when going into battle. You know what Maggie Oliphant is,
Ida. As to deserting her because she has had one of her bad half
hours, which she frankly confessed to, like the brave girl she is, I
would as soon cut off my right hand. Now, Ida, my dear, don't be a
little goose. Your part, instead of grumbling and growling and hinting
at the place not being fit for you, is to go round to every friend you
have in Heath Hall and get them to rally round Maggie and Miss Heath."
"There's that poor Miss Peel, too," said Ida, "Maggie's new friend--
that queer, plain girl; she's sure to be frightfully bullied. I
suppose I'd better stick up for her as well?"
"Of course, dear, you certainly ought. But as to Miss Peel being
plain, Ida, I don't think I quite agree with you. Her face is too
clever for that. Have you watched her when she acts?"
"No, I don't think I have. She seems to be very uninteresting."
"Look at her next time, and tell me if you think her uninteresting
afterward.
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