The governor laid both his hands on Katy's shoulders.
"And what"—said he,—"what are you going to do in this world, Miss Katy?"
Katy looked up at him with a deep, deep breath. She had thought that yesterday held a great moment, but here was a much greater one. She clasped her hands, she gasped again, she looked the governor straight in the face. Here was her opportunity, the opportunity which she had begun to think would never come.
"Ach," said Katy with a deep sigh, "when I am through the Millerstown school, I should like to go to a big school and learn everything!"
The governor smiled upon her.
"Everything, Katy!"
"Yes," sighed Katy.
"Listen to her once!" cried Bevy Schnepp with pride.
"Can't you learn enough here?"
"I am already in the next to the highest class," explained Katy. "And our teacher, he is not a very good one. He wants to be English and a teacher ought to be English, but he is werry Germaner than the scholars. He said to us in school, 'We are to have nothing but English here, do you versteh?' That is exactly the way he said it to us. He says lots of words that are not English. I want to be English. I—"