"Yes, I was almost ready for college; but, when I came up here, papa said I'd better take a vacation and only keep up my music," she answered, in an off-hand way which gave Allyn no hint that he was talking to the show pupil of Professor Almeron's school. "It was great fun at first; but now I am honestly sick of having so much vacation and I'd love to take up my German again if I only had somebody to do it with."
"Do you like to study?"
"N—no; but I don't mind it. I like to practise better."
"I hate it all. I wish I weren't going to college."
"What do you for, then?"
"Oh, I'm expected to. They all take it for granted. Ted did, and Hubert and Billy. I hate languages, though. I'd like to cut the whole thing."
"What do you like?"
"Drawing."
Cicely clasped her hands in sudden envy.
"Oh, I do love pictures! Can you draw? I never saw any."