I heard the decision with great relief. A school was my horror. When the meal was over, I made my way to Cornelius, and half whispered—
"Will you teach me?"
"Perhaps so; well, don't look disappointed—I will."
"What do you know?"
"Grammar, history, geography—"
"I can vouch for the geography," interrupted Miss O'Reilly.
"We shall see."
He examined me; I did my best to answer well, and waited for his verdict with a beating heart.
"What do you think of her?" asked his sister, who now re-entered the room, which she had left for awhile.
"She won't fit in it!" replied Cornelius, giving me a perplexed look.