“Do you mean that no one should work at what they don’t like?”
“Oh, yes; but it is much harder, especially when there is so much besides,” said Violante. She did not mean to turn the tables on her companion, but merely to state simple fact.
“I don’t see,” said Miss Robertson, “what can be more important than getting ready to earn one’s living.”
“Yes—we must do that—if we can,” said Violante.
“I assure you,” said Miss Robertson, “things would be very different here if it weren’t for Florence Venning. I’ve been at other schools and I know. You and I would not have such good times without her.”
“Oh, she is good and beautiful!” cried Violante. “I would learn lessons all day to please her. Where is she now?”
“She is gone to Redhurst?” said Edith, gravely.
“Redhurst?”
“Yes. Have none of the girls told you about poor Mysie Crofton?”
“No, who is she?”