"But, my dear, you can't afford that."
"Well, let me see. My wages are ten shillings a month, and I do not need all the money."
"Of course not But you have to think of the future."
"Well, that's just what I am doing."
The cook did not understand what I meant by these words, and as the bell rang to show that I was wanted, we dropped the subject, and I did not dare to touch upon it again in spite of the growing impatience and longing within me.
A few days later, however, it happened that the cook spoke of it again quite abruptly.
"Do you think that you would get some benefit from it?"
"From what?" I asked, and looked as if I had no notion of her thoughts.
"From the English language, of course."