“Why, going over my studies with her, and learning to do things about the house; and then my practising, too?”
“What would you like to do with your mornings, Elizabeth?”
“Nothing in particular, just be out-of-doors.”
“Won’t the afternoons be long enough for that, dear?”
“I’ve never found the whole day really long enough for it, Grandmother. I just love being out.”
“But, Elizabeth, school will be beginning before very long; and I think we must try and tame you down a bit before then. As for your studies, your aunt is anxious to learn what your standing is. Suppose, however, we let lessons go for this week. How will that do?”
“Thursday, Friday, Saturday,” Blue Bonnet counted, “besides this afternoon—I ought to get to know Woodford pretty well in that time, Grandmother.”
“And when are we going to get to know you, Elizabeth?”
“Why!” Blue Bonnet said, “I hadn’t thought of that; but there’ll be the evenings.”
Mrs. Clyde smiled. “Remember, Elizabeth, that Woodford covers a fairly wide area; you mustn’t roam too far afield alone.”