Summary

Portrait of L. T. Meade L. T. Meade Girls of the True Blue

I have learnt to love Mrs. Richmond and the two girls. As to Jack, I think he is the dearest little thing in the world; and I have forgotten Sophia Maria. I have almost forgotten Phoebe; but I still love Mr. Pryor. And, oh! mother, mother, up in heaven, do you see Nan now, and are you pitying her, and are you telling me what is right to do? For I am not a good girl; and as to being the best girl that Mr. Pryor speaks about—oh I—I am more like the worst. And I am so afraid of Augusta! I think I do really, out and out, hate her.
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Portrait of L. T. Meade L. T. Meade Girls of the True Blue

Richmond kept boats, and even a little yacht, and Kitty and Nora were never tired of telling the other two of the happy, happy time which lay before them. But Nan, although she was working so hard, had a care on her mind; never, day or night, did it leave her. It is true her reports in the orderly-book were first-rate; she seemed, as far as Miss Roy could make out, to do everything not only well, but with spirit. Her drill was splendid; she held herself erect like a real soldier; she understood her drill-sergeant’s directions as if by magic.
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Portrait of L. T. Meade L. T. Meade Girls of the True Blue

It does seem unkind to have a weight of care on her dear little mind and not to have it relieved.”
“Why do you always talk about her as though she were such a tiny creature? She is nearly as old as you.”
“She is the same age as Kitty, but somehow she looks and feels younger.”
“Well, if I were you I would not take much notice,” said Augusta. “She will come right all in good time. Of course, you know, it is not as if she had been brought up with you; she was brought up by her mother, who was a very poor woman.”
“It is not poverty that makes Nan so strange and queer at present,” answered Nora.
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