A Popular Schoolgirl   By: Angela Brazil (1868-1947)

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 "