"I didn't mean any harm.

I always seem sticking my foot into it somehow." Ulyth sighed.

Nobody in the school realized how much she had to put up with from her irrepressible room-mate, whose hearty voice, extraordinary expressions, and broad notions of fun grated upon her sensitive nature.
Rona did not appreciate in the least the heroic sacrifice that Ulyth was making.

It had never occurred to her that she might be placed in another dormitory, and that she only remained on sufferance in No.3.

She admired Ulyth immensely, and was quite prepared to take her as a model, but at present the copy was very far indeed from the original.