“Rue,” said her mother, “you should try to do better with your algebra this week.”
“Yes, I do really mean to.”
“Have you had any more bad-conduct marks?”
“Yes, mother.”
Her father lifted his mild, dreamy eyes of an invalid. Her mother asked:
“What for?”
“For wasting my time in study hour,” said the girl truthfully.
“Were you drawing?”
“Yes, mother.”
“Rue! Again! Why do you persist in drawing pictures 22 in your copy books when you have an hour’s lesson in drawing every week? Besides, you may draw pictures at home whenever you wish.”