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Portrait of L. T. Meade L. T. Meade The Rebel of the School

There must not be friendship—not real friendship, I mean—between us and them."
"You are a paying girl yourself," suddenly exclaimed Mary Rand.
"I know. I wish I were not, but I can't help myself. You must allow me to stand alone; I am your queen."
"That you are, and I love you," said Mary.
"This rule must hold good," repeated Kathleen. "I must insist on my society adhering to it.—Ruth Craven, why are you silent?"
"Because I earnestly wish I had not joined. I cannot give up Cassandra, nor Alice, nor—nor other girls."
"Nonsense, Ruth! You dare not fail me now," said Kathleen, with enthusiasm.
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Portrait of L. T. Meade L. T. Meade The Rebel of the School

I want you girls to join me in loving Ireland."
"But we can't hate England," said Kate Rourke; "that is quite impossible. If Ireland is your native land, England is ours, and we cannot help loving her very, very much."
"You have never known Ireland," continued Kathleen. "You are not cramped up in that favored spot; you are allowed to get up when you like and to go to bed when you like, to eat what you like, to read what books you like, to row on the lake, to shoot in the bogs, to gallop on your pony over the moors, and—and—oh, to live the life of the free."
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Portrait of L. T. Meade L. T. Meade The Rebel of the School

She forgot the dull school and the dreadfully dreary house where she now lived; she absolutely forgot that such a person as Miss Ravenscroft existed; she ceased almost to remember the Society of the Wild Irish Girls. Was she not Kathleen O'Hara, the only daughter of the House of O'Hara, the heiress of her beloved father's old castle? For some day she would be mistress of Carrigrohane Castle; some day she would be a great lady on her own account. Now Kathleen's ideas of what a great lady should be were in themselves very sensible and noble.
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