CHAPTER XII
THE FIRST ADVANCE
Madame Schakael had prophesied that Nancy would be perfect in her recitations that day, and so there would be no doubt of her being able to go skating on the river. But with the unexpected letters from Mr. Gordon’s office unopened, it seemed hardly probable that Nancy would pull through the day without a reprimand.
“What is the matter with you, Miss Nelson?” demanded one of the teachers sharply, when Nancy had made an unusually brainless answer to a very simple question.
Nancy came out of her haze with a sharp shock.
“Why—why, Miss Maybrick, I know very much better than that,” she admitted.
“Where is your mind, then, Miss?”
“I—I——”