`` I 'll look like a fright tonight , '' said the poor child to me with trembling voice . `` The ends will be sticking out all over my head . '' `` Sara Ray is a perfect idiot , '' I said wrathfully `` Oh , do n't be hard on poor Sara . She did n't mean to bring me mucilage . It 's really all my own fault , I know . I made a solemn vow when Peter was dying that I would never curl my hair again , and I should have kept it . It is n't right to break solemn vows . But my hair will look like dried hay tonight . '' Poor Sara Ray was quite overwhelmed when she came up and found what she had done . Felicity was very hard on her , and Aunt Janet was coldly disapproving , but sweet Cecily forgave her unreservedly , and they walked to the school that night with their arms about each other 's waists as usual . The school-room was crowded with friends and neighbours . Mr. Perkins was flying about , getting things into readiness , and Miss Reade , who was the organist of the evening , was sitting on the platform , looking her sweetest and prettiest . She wore a delightful white lace hat with a fetching little wreath of tiny forget-me-nots around the brim , a white muslin dress with sprays of blue violets scattered over it , and a black lace scarf . `` Does n't she look angelic ? '' said Cecily rapturously . `` Mind you , '' said Sara Ray , `` the Awkward Man is here -- in the corner behind the door . I never remember seeing him at a concert before . '' `` I suppose he came to hear the Story Girl recite , '' said Felicity . `` He is such a friend of hers . '' The concert went off very well .
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