"Oh," said 'Lisbeth, reassured; "I thought you said we must all do a great many things."
"Go sit down this minute," commanded Miss Pritchet, and 'Lisbeth sat down, and she learned aisle, but she did not get home until very late, because Miss Pritchet said that such a very improperly behaved child should never go home at a proper time, from her school; but 'Lisbeth could not see, with all her trying, what she had been improper about. Had she learned aisle, though she did not want to? Certainly she had.
Besides being perplexed about this, she was a little vexed with Miss Pritchet about something else. She had been given to understand that there was something about London in the books. She had been spelling words half the day and had not come to London. She spelled and spelled, but did not come to London. She felt herself imposed upon; she felt herself very much imposed upon.
"Please find London," asked 'Lisbeth at length of Miss Pritchet.
"London indeed? Not for such an improper little girl. You must stop thinking about London, I say. You will be sorry if you do not stop. You must."
"I must?" said 'Lisbeth, a little meekly. "I must, must I?"
But as she said it her voice sounded very much as though it said, "If I cannot, how can I?"
"Yes, you must;" and 'Lisbeth went and sat down to think about it.
This was 'Lisbeth's first day at school and she had a great many more days at school, and learned a great many things every day, but one thing she did not manage to learn at all—to stop thinking about London.