Cathie looked up with a gasp, and then crushed her handkerchief over her
eyes. "Those girls in there are perfectly horrid." "Softly, softly,"
said Dr. Fisher.
"I can't--help it. No matter what I say, they call me names, and I'm
tired of it. O dear, dear!"
"Now see here," said the doctor, getting up on his feet and drawing a
long breath. "I'm on my way to my office; suppose you walk along with me
a bit and tell me all about it."
Cathie opened her mouth, intending to say, "Oh! I can't"--instead, she
found herself silent, and not knowing how, she was presently pacing down
the drive by the doctor's side.
"Polly Pepper!" exclaimed Alexia, as a turn in the drive brought the two
figures in view of the music-room windows, "did you ever see such a
sight in your life? Cathie is walking off with Dr. Fisher! There isn't
anything her tongue won't say!"
"Did you tell Polly?" cried Jasper, a half-hour later, putting his head
into Dr. Fisher's office. "Oh! beg pardon; I didn't know you were busy,
sir."
"Come in," said the doctor, folding up some powders methodically. "No, I
didn't tell Polly."
"Oh!" said Jasper, in a disappointed tone.
"I hadn't a fair chance"--
"But she ought to know it just as soon as it's talked of," said Jasper,
fidgeting at a case of little vials on the table.
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