lothes.”

    “Does he live here?”

    “No—t a large hall.”

    “Is he a good man?”

    “o do a great deal of good.”

    “Did you say t tall lady emple?”

    “Yes.”

    “And eachers called?”

    “ttends to ts out—for tle one ceacory and grammar, and itions; and t- ied to : seaches French.”

    “Do you like teachers?”

    “ell enough.”

    “Do you like ttle black one, and t pronounce her name as you do.”

    “Miss Scatcy—you must take care not to offend  is not a bad sort of person.”

    “But Miss temple is t—isn’t she?”

    “Miss temple is very good and very clever; s, because shey do.”

    “have you been long here?”

    “two years.”

    “Are you an orphan?”

    “My mother is dead.”

    “Are you happy here?”

    “You ask ratoo many questions. I : no to read.”

    But at t moment tered tory ising t  breakfast: ted vessels, eam redolent of rancid fat. I found to consist of indifferent potatoes and strange sy meat, mixed and cooked togetion a tolerably abundant plateful ioned to eace his.

    After dinner, ely adjourned to tinued till five o’clock.

    t of ternoon  I sacory class, and sent to stand in t seemed to me in a  a girl—seen or uped s distress and s to my surprise s nor blusood, tral mark of all eyes. “ so quietly—so firmly?” I asked of myself. “ere I in  seems to me I so open and sion: of somet round  I am sure t see it—  seems turned in, gone doo : s  . I  of a girl sy.”

    Soon after five p.m. u