"Really, however, Nora and Edith were not at all to blame. They liked Julia from the first. Then what a brick Julia was when she made up that sum of money that I lost after we had worked so hard at the Bazaar for Mrs. Rosa."
Though Arthur had heard more or less about these things before, he enjoyed hearing Brenda narrate them in her quick and somewhat excited fashion.
"Why, you may believe that I really missed Julia when she was at Radcliffe, and I'm fearfully disappointed that she won't be at home with us this winter."
"She isn't going back to Cambridge, is she? I certainly saw her degree, and it was on parchment."
"Oh, Arthur, how you do forget things. I'm sure that I wrote you about the school that she and Miss South were to start."
"I was probably more interested in other things in the letter. But has she lost her money, and hence starts a school?"
"Arthur, I believe that you skip pages and pages."
"No, indeed, dear sister-in-law, but some pages sink more deeply in my mind than others. Has Julia lost her money, and therefore must she teach?"
"You are hopeless, though I believe that really you remember all about it. It's Miss South's scheme. You see she has that great Du Launy house on her hands, and it's a kind of domestic school for poor girls, and Julia is to help her."
"What kind of a school?"