On the 21st of January Miss Teddington had a birthday. She would have suppressed the fact altogether if possible, or treated it in quite a surreptitious and off-hand fashion, but with her autograph plainly written in forty-nine separate birthday-books the Fates were against her. She was obliged to receive the united congratulations of the school, to accept, with feigned28 surprise, the present which was offered her, and to say a few appropriate words of appreciation29 and thanks. She did not do it well, for her manner was always abrupt30, and even verged31 on the ungracious, the greatest contrast to the bland32 and tactful utterances33 of Miss Bowes.
This year the annual ceremony was gone through[Pg 119] as usual: Catherine, as head girl, proffered34 the good wishes and the volume of Carlyle; Lucy Morris, on behalf of the Nature Study union, handed a bouquet35 of polyanthus, rosemary, periwinkle, pansies, and pink daisies culled36 from the garden, the earliness of which Miss Teddington remarked upon, as though she had not watched their progress for the last week.
"I'm very much obliged to you all," she said jerkily, looking nevertheless as if she were longing37 to bolt for the door.
But she was not yet to make her escape. There was another time-honoured ceremony to be observed. All eyes were turned to Miss Bowes, who rose as usual to the occasion.
"I think, girls," she said pleasantly, "that, considering it is Miss Teddington's birthday, we ought to take some special notice of the occasion. Suppose we ask her to grant a holiday, so that we may make an expedition in her honour. Who votes for this?"
Forty-nine hands were instantly raised, and forty-nine voices cried "I do!" Miss Teddington, who utterly38 disapproved39 of odd holidays during term-time, submitted with what grace she could muster40, and gave a rather chilly41 assent42, which was immediately drowned in a storm of clapping. The girls, who always suspected the Principals of an annual argument on the subject, felt they had scored for this year at any rate, and were certainly one holiday to the good.
There was no question at all as to where they[Pg 120] should walk. Every 21st January, weather permitting, they turned their steps in the same direction. On certain portions of the marsh, near the river, grew fields of wild snowdrops, and to go snowdropping before February set in was as much an institution as turning their money when they first heard the cuckoo, or wishing at the sight of the earliest white butterfly. As a matter of fact, though the delicate fiction of asking for the holiday was preserved, it was such a sine qua non that the cook was prepared for it. She had baked jam tartlets and made potted meat the day before, and was already cutting sandwiches and packing them in greaseproof paper. Every girl at The Woodlands possessed44 a basket, just as she owned a penknife or a French dictionary. It was equally indispensable. She would carry out her lunch in it, and bring it back filled with flowers, berries, or nature specimens, as the case might be. Each was labelled with the owner's name, and hung in a big cupboard under the stairs. Some of the girls also used walking-sticks with crooked45 handles, which were found convenient weapons for hooking down brambles or branches of catkins.
Shortly after ten o'clock the school started, every Woodlander bearing her basket, containing sandwiches, two tartlets, an orange, and a small enamelled drinking-mug. There were to be no camp-fires to-day, so cold water from the stream would have to suffice, and would make tea all the more welcome when they returned home. It was quite a fine morning, with sudden gleams of sunshine[Pg 121] that burst from the clouds and spread in long, slanting46, golden rays over the valley; just the kind of sky the early masters of landscape painting loved to put in their pictures, with a background of neutral tint47 and a bright, scraped-out light in the foreground. The little solitary48 farms stood out white here and there against the green of the fields, the pine-trees on the hill-sides showed darkly in contrast to the bare larches49. Cwm Dinas was inky purple to-day, but Penllwyd was capped with snow. Miss Bowes, who was not a good walker, had not ventured to join the expedition, but Miss Teddington strode along at the head of the party, chatting to some of the Sixth Form.
"I'm sure she's wishing she were giving a Latin lesson instead," said Lizzie Lonsdale. "She looks rather grim."
"Perhaps she's remembering she's a year older to-day," returned Beth Broadway.
"How old is she, do you think?" giggled50 Addie Knighton.
"That, my child, is a secret that will never be divulged51. I dare say you'd like to know?"
"I should, immensely."
"Then you won't be gratified, unless you go to Somerset House and hunt her name up in the register of births. Even then you'd find it difficult, for you don't know her Christian52 name, only her initial."
"Yes; she never will write more than 'M. Teddington' in anybody's birthday-book. M might stand for Mary or Martha or Margaret or Milli[Pg 122]cent or anything. Doesn't even Miss Bowes know?"
"If she does she won't tell. It's a state-secret."
"Well, never mind; we call her Teddie, and that will do."
Many were the ingenious devices which the girls had adopted for trying to find out both Miss Teddington's Christian name and her age. They spoke53 of historic events that had happened before their parents had been born, fondly hoping she might betray some memory of them and commit herself. But she was not to be caught; she treated all events, however recent or old, from a purely54 impersonal55 standpoint, and left them still in the dark as to whether she was an infant in arms at the time or an adult able to enjoy the newspapers. On the subject of names she was indifferent, and would express no opinion on the relative merits of Mary, Martha, Margaret, Millicent, Marion, Muriel, Mona, or Maud.
"It's either plain Mary, or something so fearfully fancy she won't own up to it," decided56 the girls.
In whatever decade Miss Teddington's birthday placed her, this year she was certainly in the prime of life and energy as concerned the school. Her keen eyes noticed everything, and woe57 betide the slacker who thought to escape her, and dared bring an unprepared lesson to class. Her sarcasms58 on such occasions made her victims writhe59, though they were apt to be witty60 enough to amuse[Pg 123] the rest of the form. Though, like John Gilpin's wife, she was on pleasure bent61 to-day, she never for a moment forgot she was in charge, and kept turning to see that everybody was following, and nobody straggling far off in the rear.
It was a three-mile walk from The Woodlands to the snowdrop meadows—first along the high road, with an occasional short cut across a field or through a spinney, then down a deep, narrow lane past a farm, where the sight of a new-born lamb (the first of the season) caused great excitement. Some of the girls, who loved old superstitions62, pretended to divine their luck by whether it was standing63 facing them or otherwise when they first caught a glimpse of it; but, the general verdict deciding that it was exactly sideways, they found it impossible to give any accurate predictions for the future.
"You'd better keep to something vague that can be construed64 two ways, like the Delphic Oracle65 or Old Moore's Almanac," laughed Ulyth.
Once past the farm the walk began to grow specially66 interesting. The deep lane, only intended for use in summer, when carts brought loads of hay from the marsh, was turned by winter rains into the bed of a stream. The girls picked their way at first along the bank, then by jumping from stone to stone, but finally the water grew so deep it was impossible to proceed farther without wading67. They had been in the same emergency before, so it did not daunt68 their enthusiasm. One and all they scaled the high, wide, loosely built wall to their left. Here they could walk as on a[Pg 124] terrace, with the flooded lane on one side and on the other the rushing Porth Powys stream, making its hurrying way to join the Craigwen River. It was not at all an easy progress, for the wall was overgrown with hazel bushes and a tangle69 of brambles, and its unmortared surface had deep holes, into which the unwary might put a foot. For several hundred yards they struggled on, decidedly to the detriment70 of their clothing, and rather encumbered71 by their baskets; then at last they reached the particular corner they were seeking, and scrambled72 down into the meadow.
This field was such a favourite with the girls that they had come to regard it almost as their own property. Miss Teddington had found it out many years ago, and its discovery was always considered a point in her roll of merit. It was an expanse of grassy73 land, bounded on one side by the Porth Powys stream and on the other by a deep dyke74, and leading down over a rushy tract75 to the reed-grown banks of the river. The view over the many miles of marshland, with the blue mountains rising up behind and the silvery gleam of the river, was superb. The brown, quivering, feathery reeds made a glorious foreground for the amber and vivid green of the banks farther on; and the gorgeous sky effects of rolling clouds, glinting sun, and patches of bluest heaven were like the beginning of one of St. John's visions.
Near at hand, dotted all over the field, bloomed the wild snowdrops in utmost profusion76, with a looser habit of growth, a longer stalk, and a wider[Pg 125] flower than the garden variety. Lovely pure-white blossoms, with their tiny green markings, they stood like fairy bells among the grass, so dainty and perfect, it seemed almost a sacrilege to disturb them. The girls, however, were not troubled with any such scruples77, and set to work to pick in hot haste.
"I'm going down by the stream," said Ulyth; "one gets far the best there if one hunts about, and I brought my stick."
Rona, Addie and Lizzie joined her, and with considerable difficulty scrambled down to the water's edge. For those who preferred quality to quantity, and who did not mind getting torn by briers, this was undoubtedly78 the place to come. In pockets of fine river-sand, their roots stretching into the stream, grew the very biggest and finest of the snowdrops. Most of them peeped through a very tangle of brambles; but who minded scratched arms and torn sleeves to secure such treasures?
"Look at these. The stalks must be nine inches long, and the flower's nearly as big as a Lent lily," exulted79 Ulyth. "I shall send them to Mother, with some hazel catkins and some lovely moss."
"Everybody will be sending away boxes to-night," said Addie. "The postman will have a load."
"What's that?" cried Lizzie, for a sudden rush and scuffle sounded on the other side of the stream, a rat leaped wildly from the bank, and a shaved poodle half jumped, half fell after it into the water.[Pg 126]
The rat was gone in an eighth of a second, but the dog found himself in difficulties. It was a case of "look before you leap", and a fat, wheezy, French poodle is not at home in a quick-rushing stream.
"Oh, the poor little beast's drowning!" exclaimed Ulyth in horror.
Rona, with extreme promptitude, had flown to the rescue. Close by where they stood the trunk of a half-fallen alder11 stretched out over the water. It was green and slippery, and anything but an inviting80 bridge, but she crawled along it somehow, and, clinging with one hand, contrived81 to reach the dog's collar with the other and hold him up. What she would have done next it is impossible to say, for he was too heavy to lift in her already precarious82 position; but at that moment a gentleman, evidently in quest of his pet, parted the hazel boughs and took in the situation at a glance.
"Hold hard a moment," he called, and, scrambling83 down the bank, managed to make a long arm and hook his stick into the poodle's collar and drag the almost strangled creature to shore.
Until Rona had cautiously wriggled84 round on the bough9, and crept back safely, the spectators watched in considerable anxiety. They need not have been alarmed, however, for after her many New Zealand experiences she thought this a very poor affair.
The owner of the dog shouted his thanks from the opposite bank of the stream and disappeared behind the high hedge. The whole episode had not taken five minutes.[Pg 127]
"Do you know who that was? It was Lord Glyncraig," said Addie in rather awestruck tones.
"Was it? Well, I'm sure I don't care," returned Rona a trifle defiantly85. "I'd have saved John Jones's dog quite as readily."
"What a pity he didn't ask your name! He might have invited you to tea at Plas Cafn, then you'd have scored over Stephie no end."
"I'm sure I don't want to go to tea at Plas Cafn, thank you," snapped Rona, rather out of temper.
"But think of the fun of it," persisted Addie. "I only wish they'd ask me."
"They won't ask any of us, so what's the use of talking?" said Lizzie. "Let's go back to the others; it must be time for lunch."
They found the rest of the girls seated on the wall, as being the driest spot available, and already attacking their packets of sandwiches. Some had even reached the jam-tartlet43 stage.
"It's a good thing we've each got our own private basket, or there wouldn't be much left for you," shouted Mary Acton. "Where have you been all this while?"
"Consorting86 with members of the Peerage," said Addie airily. "Oh yes, my dear girl! We've had quite what you might call a confidential87 talk down by the stream with Lord Glyncraig."
"Not really?" asked Stephanie, pricking88 up her ears.
"Really and truly! He's not your special property any longer. Rona has quite supplanted89 you."[Pg 128]
"I don't believe it. You're ragging." Stephanie was rather pink and indignant.
"Ask the others, if you want to know."
No one was particularly sorry to take a rest after all the scrambling. The lunch tasted good out-of-doors, and the last tartlet had soon disappeared. Rona, perched on a tree-stump, began her orange, and tossed long yellow strands90 of peel on to the bank below her.
"Oh, stop that, before Teddie catches you!" urged Ulyth; but she was too late, for Miss Teddington had already spied the offending pieces.
"Who threw those?" she demanded. "Then, Rona Mitchell, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. Go and pick them up at once, and put them inside your basket. What do you think the field will look like if more than fifty people strew91 it with orange-peel and sandwich-paper! We don't come here to spoil the beautiful spots we have been enjoying. I should be utterly disgraced if the school behaved like a party of cheap-trippers. Woodlanders ought to respect all natural scenery. I thought you would have learnt that by this time, but it appears you haven't. Don't forget it again."
Much crushed, Rona collected the peel, and, wrapping it carefully in her piece of sandwich-paper, put it in the very bottom of her basket, under a layer of catkins. The girls had brought bobbins of thread with them, and were making their snowdrops into little bunches, with ivy92 leaves and lambs'-tails from the hazel. A few lucky explorers had even found some palm opening on the sallows.[Pg 129] Several had nature notes to contribute. Nellie Barlow and Gladys Broughton had seen a real weasel, and plumed93 themselves accordingly, till Evie Isherwood capped their story by producing the remains94 of a last year's chaffinch's nest she had found in a tree.
"If I said I'd seen a snake, should I be believed?" whispered Rona.
"Certainly not. Everyone knows that snakes hibernate95; so don't try it on," returned Ulyth, laughing.
"Half-past two. We must be going back at once, girls, or there won't be time to send off your snowdrops," said Miss Teddington. "Pack your baskets and come along."
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