"For, although I mean to win the Scholarship--yes, I shall win it; I have made up my mind on that point--I cannot help more or less hating Kitty Sharston, and Mrs. Clavering, and the school itself," thought the girl.  "But there, I will forget every unpleasant thing now.  I have not seen the little Mummy for a whole year; it will be heavenly to kiss her again.  If there is anyone in the world whom I truly, truly love it is the dear little Mummy."