"Oh! that is Rogers. You—you didn't laugh. I thought you would."
"At the first name?" replied Miss Ferrol. "Oh no. It is unusual—but names often are. And Louise is pretty."
"So it is," she said, brightening. "I never thought of that. I hate Louisa. They will call it 'Lowizy,' or 'Lousyanny.' I could sign myself Louise, couldn't I?"
"Yes," Miss Ferrol replied.
And then her protégée said "good-night" for the third time, and disappeared.
CHAPTER II.
WORTH.
She presented herself at the bed-room door with a timid knock the next morning before breakfast, evidently expecting to be taken charge of. Miss Ferrol felt sure she would appear, and had, indeed, dressed herself in momentary expectation of hearing the knock.
When she heard it she opened the door at once.