138 Good-bye to Beecham.

 

and with the silence came a sigh,
and five minutes later mamma’s
question surprised me, in a fit of
melancholy thought, about all that
I had left behind me. When
would Lottie and I meet again?
And how should we know which
was getting on best with the
history? Ah, those nice history
lessons, with all those exciting
stories and our favourite heroes,
who would read them with me
now? Iam not at all sure that I
did not have to choke down two or
three tears before I could answer
mamma. Do you think she no-
ticed it?