"And can't you go to the theatre, and to shows and parties?" asked Miss Pratt, alarmed.
"There are no rules on the subject; but it is thought that a young lady is better fitted to go into society, when her mind and manners are formed by time and study."
"Mine are enough formed, I know," complacently glancing from her attire to Ida's plain merino, and black silk apron. "How awful ugly all the girls dress! Ain't none of 'em rich?"
"I believe so; but the school-girls here dress simply."
"I shan't! My pa's able to give me decent clothes, and I mean to have 'em. I don't like Richmond a single bit. Nobody don't take no more notice of me than if I wan't nobody—no better than other folks."
"You are not acquainted yet. There are some pleasant girls amongst us; and you will love Mr. Purcell."
"Is he strict, much? Does he make you get hard lessons?"
"He is very kind and considerate."
"I despise teachers and books. Thank patience! I am going to turn out after this session. Ma was married at fifteen, and I'm going on seventeen."
"I am quite seventeen, but I am not tired of books. When I leave school, I shall adopt a regular plan of study and reading."