66 What about Lessons ?

 

And then followed such a funny
talk, I think I shall never forget it.
Miss Grant was half lying on the
sofa now, Lottie and I were bob-
bing up and down beside her, some-
times looking right into her blue
laughing eyes, sometimes hiding
our own rosy faces, that she mightn't
see how queer she made us feel.
“You don’t much like the idea
of having a governess, I see,” she
said; “you fancy it will be lessons,
lessons all day long now, a great
deal of crying, and punishments,
very hard things to learn, and no
fun any more. If that’s what it
really is going to be, I shall get