6 The Story of the Hamiltons.

the servant, as she appeared, you'll be late
again at school this morning; here I and
Chestnut have been waiting this quarter of an
hour. Now, do make haste, do. Whenever is
your sister coming? You'll be all behind, as
usual." And poor Arnold sighed at the oft-
repeated delinquencies of his two youthful
mistresses.
 Well," said Grace, in a tone of petulancy,
"you need not scold me, Arnold; I have been
ready a long time, it is Edith who is so late; it's
no use my hurrying, if she won't make haste.
I am tired of telling her to be quick. Edith,
Edith, you tiresome girl, do come; it's almost
nine o'clock, and you know Miss Campbell
said she would give us bad marks if we were
late again."
 Edith, at this moment, came tearing out,
her long, fair curls blown in all directions by
the wind, and stumbling along in her blue
riding dress in rather an undignified manner.
 "Oh! Arnold, I could'nt help it, indeed I
couldn't!" exclaimed she; I was looking for
my French exercise, which, after all, I couldn't
find; but there, never mind, I shall get on
very well without it, so don't look grave, Grace
dear. I know I am very careless; not a bit
like good Grace, and fear I never shall be;"