`` You may depend all the rest of the folks under Mrs. Plunkett 's hospitable roof are feeling more or less blue and lonely too , as well as ourselves . Let 's write them the jolliest , nicest letters we can compose and get Nora Jane to take them to their rooms . There 's that pale little sewing girl , I do n't believe she ever gets letters from anybody , and Miss Marshall , I 'm sure she does n't , and poor old Mrs. Johnson , whose only son died last month , and the new music teacher who came yesterday , a letter of welcome to her -- and old Mr. Grant , yes , and Mrs. Plunkett too , thanking her for all her kindness to us . You knew she has been awfully nice to us in spite of the oil stove ukase . That 's six -- two apiece . Let 's do it , girls . '' Cyrilla 's sudden enthusiasm for her plan infected the others . `` It 's a nice idea , '' said Mary , brightening up . `` But who 's to write to whom ? I 'm willing to take anybody but Miss Marshall . I could n't write a line to her to save my life . She 'd be horrified at anything funny or jokey and our letters will have to be mainly nonsense -- nonsense of the best brand , to be sure , but still nonsense . '' `` Better leave Miss Marshall out , '' suggested Carol . `` You know she disapproves of us anyhow . She 'd probably resent a letter of the sort , thinking we were trying to play some kind of joke on her . '' `` It would never do to leave her out , '' said Cyrilla decisively . `` Of course , she 's a bit queer and unamiable , but , girls , think of thirty years of boarding-house life , even with the best of Plunketts . Would n't that sour anybody ? You know it would . You 'd be cranky and grumbly and disagreeable too , I dare say .
I 'm really sorry XXXXX Miss Marshall .
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