“Yes, yes, mother, but she wants to see you toute seule. I suppose she wants to tell you some delinquencies of ours, or something.”
“I hope not,” said Regina.
“Well, dear, you must expect us to be human, like other girls. We have never been in any trouble since we came here, and I don’t know why she wants to see you, but, anyway, she asks if you will do her the favor of taking tea with her to-morrow afternoon at four o’clock.”
“I will,” said Regina.
“She doesn’t speak one word of English, you know,” said Julia.
“We shall communicate somehow,” said Regina, with a superb air.
“I don’t know how,” said Julia, “since you can’t speak two words of French—”
“Excuse me,” said Regina, pointedly.
“Well, excuse me too, mother—I didn’t mean to be rude. But your French isn’t equal to your Latin, is it?”