Ida became quite crimson red, and got hold of Susan's hand to drag
her away; then, as the foremost drops of another shower touched her,
she faced about, and said, "Osmond! don't, or I'll tell Mamma."
There was a great rude laugh, as of boys who well knew the threat was
never put in execution; and poor Fraulein Munsterthal only shook her
head at Miss Fosbrook's look of amaze, and said in German that "die
Knaben" were far too unartig for her to keep in order. She pitied
Miss Fosbrook for having so many in charge as to destroy all peace.
And if Sam and Hal had been like these two, Christabel felt that she
could have done nothing with them. To her dismay, Osmond and Martin
came in to the school-room tea; and she never had thought to feel so
thankful for poor dear Susan's slowness of comprehension, for, from
their whispers among themselves, and from their poor tormented
sister's blushes, she was clear that the "fire" was a piece of bad
wit on Susan's red hair. Boys who could so basely insult a guest,
and that a girl, she was sure must be bad companions for Sam and
Henry.
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