"Hill. She is the housekeeper at Chandos. Some one has always taken me over until this time, generally Harry. But Harry is away, and Miss Barlieu wrote word to mamma that the English governess could bring me, so Hill was despatched with me to town."
"What a beautiful ring that is!" I exclaimed, as the stones flashed in the lamp-light.
Her eyes fell upon it, and a blush and a smile rose to her face. She sat down on the edge of my berth, and twirled it over with the fingers of her other hand.
"Yes it is a nice ring. Let any one attempt to give me a ring that is not a nice one; they would get it flung back at them."
"Is Mademoiselle Barlieu's a large school?"
"There were seventy-five last trimestre."
"Seventy-five!" I repeated, amazed at the number.
"That includes the externes—nearly fifty of them—with whom we have nothing to do. There are three class-rooms: one for the elder girls, one for the younger, and the third (it's the size almost of the large hall at the Tribunal of Commerce) for the externes."
"Are there many teachers?"
"Six, including the English governess and the two Miss Barlieus; and six masters, who are in nearly constant attendance."