"Quite right, my dear," said Mr. Grey, "a great deal better than when Land makes it."
"And so, you left school to-day;" said Mr. Casement, as soon as tea was over.
"Yesterday," replied Margaret, "I went as far as Winchester with a school-fellow, and staid all night there, and came on here to-day."
"Are you sorry you have left school?"
"No, Sir."
"What—did you not like it?"
"Not much, Sir."
"How's that? Were you a naughty girl, eh? Did you not learn your lessons?"
"Yes, Sir, I learned my lessons."
"Why did you not like school, my dear?" asked Mr. Grey, kindly.