What about Lessons ? 63

 

the matter. It was just the very
end of April, almost the bright
May-time, and grandmamma went
round the garden with her, Lottie
and I making our remarks from
a distance. I think we were a
little surprised to see our new
governess so much at her ease,
laughing merrily and talking away
to grandmamma, just as if there
were no little critics taking note of
all. By and by, she came in and
sat down in “the schoolroom ’—
such a new word that seemed !—to
mesa letter. Lottie and I pre-
tended to be very busy with our
dolls in one corner, but we were