“And who is Kenrick—one of the masters?”
“It is a book, ma'am—a key to the Greek exercises.”
“Oh, I see—a sort of translation—well, he stole this from Dr. Wilkinson, and said you'd done it?”
“No, not that,” replied Louis. “He took it out of the study. Some of the boys were in the habit of using the keys when they could.”
“Well, there was nothing so very terrible in it, poor fellows. I dare say the lessons are very hard. I think every boy ought to have an English translation of those frightful Latin and Greek books.”
Louis opened his eyes and quietly said—
“We think it very dishonorable and unfair, ma'am.”
“Well, if I understood all about it, I might too, I dare say. I only see a little bit, but of course you know the rules and all the rest,—well, was that all?”
“No, ma'am,” said Louis, uneasily.
“He said you had taken it, I dare say?”