The train started and soon the smoke of London was but a gray cloud in the distance.
CHAPTER IX
WORK
"Get up, lazybones, get up. Don't you know you are to see the whole of Oxford to-day and go to Stratford to-morrow?" cried Nan, shaking Jo from her slumbers.
"Hm, hm," answered Jo sleepily turning over.
Nan gave her another shake. "Don't you know that the toast is getting colder, the black tea is getting blacker, the eggs getting harder and the slabs of bacon getting slabbier and flabbier? I am going to breakfast."