That's a crime Rachel absolutely can't forgive.

'Foreign' is the last word in her vocabulary." "So I gathered when she made me take that oath.

I suppose she's head girl and that's why she rules the roost?
Is she decent or does she keep you petrified?
I don't know whether I'm expected to say 'Bow-wow,' or to listen in respectful humility when she deigns to notice me." "You'd better not have any 'bow-wows' with Rachel," broke in Peachy, "though you just jolly well have to wag your tail the way she wants.
She's not bad on the whole, but rather a tyrant, and it would do her all the good in the world if some day somebody had the courage to knock sparks out of her.

We do what we can in a mild way," (here the other chuckled) "but she's got the ears of both Miss Rodgers and Miss Morley, and if you go on the rampage against her you only land yourself in a scrape.

Of course, for purposes of protection the Transition girls have to unite and----" "Peachy! Take care!" exclaimed Jess warningly.
Peachy blushed crimson under her freckles.
"I wasn't telling anything!" she retorted.