"All the three governesses I have had here did not speak French to me," interrupted Flora, resentfully. "Not one of them."
"Have you had three governesses? That is a great many, considering you are yet young," observed Madame, in English.
"They were all bad ones," said the girl.
"Or was it that you were a bad pupil You must be a better one with me."
Ethers shapely head, with its bright dark hair, was bent over her copying again: she said nothing. Madame Guise determined to speak in English to the child for at least this morning, until the studies should be put in train.
"We will begin with your English grammar"--taking up the dog-eared, untidy book. "How far have you advanced in it, Miss Flora?"
"I don't like grammar."
"How far have you advanced in it?" equably pursued Madame.
"I don't recollect."
"To begin English grammar again," spoke Madame, addressing herself, and making a note on paper with a pencil.