All the prefects were going, while the Camellia Buds, with the exception of Esther and Mary, who had been before, were also included in the party.
"This is one thing you wouldn't get at any rate in an ordinary English school," said Lorna.

"I don't suppose the Brackenfield girls are taking excursions to Greek temples." "There aren't any Greek temples in England for them to go and see, silly," laughed Irene.
"Well, Abbeys or Castles or anything ancient." "From Dona's accounts that sort of thing is not in their line.

They concentrate on games." "Hockey is all very well, but give me our orange groves and the blue sea." "Ye-es; but I sometimes hanker for a really A1 hockey match!" "Don't you like the Villa Camellia ?" "Of course I do.

What's the matter, Lorna?
I believe you're jealous of Brackenfield!" "No, I'm not, though I'm sure I'm right in fancying you'd rather be there than here." "How absurd you are!" "Am I?
All right! Call it absurd if you want.

Are you going to sit next to me in the char-a-banc ?" Irene looked conscious.
"I promised Peachy! But you can sit the other side, you know." "Oh, no, thanks! If you've made arrangements already I'm sure I don't want to interfere with them.