“Do it? Haven’t you learned that people generally do as Anna Cresswell suggests? She’s a very poor girl—too poor to come to Exeter. But her influence over the younger set was so marked that they say Dr. Morgan makes it worth her while to stay.”
“What does she do? She seems very quiet.”
“She is—and isn’t. She’s quiet when it’s necessary to be. As to what she does, if you keep your eyes open, you’ll find her visiting the homesick girls, introducing the shy ones, tutoring the backward ones.”
“It is a wonder she did not call upon me earlier in the term then. I might be classified under all three heads.”
Mary tossed back her hair, and laughed. “But you had me, and when one has me to look after her she does not need even Anna Cresswell.”
“Especially when it comes to keeping rooms in order,” added Elizabeth.
“You haven’t forgiven me for that yet.”
“Yes; I have—long ago.”
“Well, you don’t need disciplining now. You are growing so particular that I’m almost ashamed of my own carelessness.”
Elizabeth replied earnestly. “Well, with me, I must be decided one way or the other. I think I am naturally careless. So I dare not give up to myself even a little bit.”