"Papa," she asked, pleadingly, "may I have my books, to learn my
lessons for to-morrow."
"Certainly," he said; "I will send a servant with them."
"And my Bible too, please, papa."
"Yes, yes," he answered impatiently, as he went out and shut the
door.
Jim was just bringing up Elsie's horse, as Mr. Dinsmore passed
through the hall, and he stepped out to order it back to the
stable, saying that Miss Elsie was not going to ride.
"What is the trouble with Elsie?" asked his sister Adelaide, as he
returned to the drawing-room and seated himself beside her.
"She has been impertinent to her governess, and I have confined
her to my room for the rest of the day," he replied, rather
shortly.
"Are you _sure_, Horace, that Elsie was so much to blame?"
asked his sister, speaking in a tone too low to reach any ear but
his. "I am certain, from what Lora tells me, that Miss Day is
often cruelly unjust to her; more so than to any other of her
pupils."
He looked at her with a good deal of surprise.
"Are you not mistaken?" he asked.
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