Chapter 1. Marjorie‘s Way
_ CHAPTER I. MARJORIE‘S WAY
"I don‘t care," said Ermengarde. "I won‘t do it! I won‘t obey her!"
"What are you saying, Ermie?"
Ermengarde was standing by the dressing-table in her room. She had been talking half to herself； she now turned quickly round, and confronted a plain little girl of between eleven and twelve.
"Is that you, Marjorie? I didn‘t know you were listening. I had not an idea you were in the room."
"But what _did_ you say, Ermie? Who is the person you won‘t obey?"
Marjorie had puckered up her brows. Her small, shrewd, sensible face looked full of anxiety.
"Now, look here," said Ermengarde, speaking with passion, "don‘t you interfere! You are always poking your finger into everyone‘s pie. Leave mine alone. I don‘t want you to meddle, nor to help me. I understand my own affairs. What is the matter? Are you going to cry?"
"No, Ermengarde. I don‘t cry. I think it‘s babyish."
Marjorie walked to the other end of the large bedro

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