I have the answer--that's
the way I know."
"Well, then, why don't you just set the figures down. I would."
"Oh! no, indeed; that would not be honest."
"Pooh! nonsense! nobody would be the wiser, nor the poorer."
"No, but it would be just like telling a lie. But I can never get
it right while you are bothering me so," said Elsie, laying her
slate aside in despair. Then taking out her geography, she began
studying most diligently. But Arthur continued his persecutions--
tickling her, pulling her hair, twitching the book out of her
hand, and talking almost incessantly, making remarks, and asking
questions; till at last Elsie said, as if just ready to cry,
"Indeed, Arthur, if you don't let me alone, I shall never be able
to get my lessons."
"Go away then; take your book out on the veranda, and learn your
lessons there," said Louise. "I'll call you when Miss Day comes."
"Oh! no, Louise, I cannot do that, because it would be
disobedience," replied Elsie, taking out her writing materials.
Arthur stood over her criticising every letter she made, and
finally jogged her elbow in such a way as to cause her to drop all
the ink in her pen upon the paper, making quite a large blot.
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