"We're so sorry Mrs. Florence is going away," said some of the girls.
"How did you know that she is going?" demanded Miss Jane, sharply. Nobody answered.
Next day Mrs. Florence left. Katy saw her go with a secret regret.
"If only she would have said that she didn't believe I wrote that note!" she told Clover.
"I don't care what she believes! She's a stupid, unjust woman!" replied independent little Clover.
Mrs. Nipson was now in sole charge of the establishment. She had never tried school-keeping before, and had various pet plans and theories of her own, which she had only been waiting Mrs. Florence's departure to put into practice.
One of these was that the school was to dine three times a week on pudding and bread and butter. Mrs. Nipson had a theory,—very convenient and economical for herself, but highly distasteful to her scholars,—that it was injurious for young people to eat meat every day in hot weather.
The puddings were made of batter, with a
