"Can't you learn them in prep.?" asked Muriel.
"Not so well. I want the extra time for my Latin. It's such a stiff piece for to-morrow. Don't you think so?"
"I haven't looked at it yet," replied Muriel, in a rather strained voice, and avoiding Patty's eye.
"Why, Muriel," cried the latter, who had come close to her cousin, "what are you writing now? 'There remained one way through the Sequani.'"
"I wish you'd mind your own business. I was only scribbling nonsense to try my new pen," said Muriel angrily, tearing up her piece of paper. "Do leave me alone!"
Patty sat down at her own desk, and, taking out her history book, was soon deep in an effort to master the dates which Miss Harper had set for the next day's lesson. Muriel went on for some little time arranging her pencils and indiarubbers in a very discontented and annoyed manner.
"Look here, Patty, I wish you'd go!" she said at last.
"Go! Why?" asked Patty.
"Because you disturb me."
"But I wasn't saying it aloud."