"Let's have it, let's have it," said the doctor. And Mrs. Rossitur, laughing, said, "Let's have it;" and even her husband commanded Hugh to go and fetch it; so poor Fleda, though not a little unwilling, was obliged to let the list be forthcoming. Hugh brought it, in a neat little book covered with pink blotting paper.
"Now for it!" said the doctor; "let us see what this English amounts to. Can you stand fire, Elfleda?"
" 'Jan. 1. Robinson Crusoe.' * [* A true list made by a child of that age.]
"Hum that sounds reasonable, at all events."
"I had it for a New Year's present," remarked Fleda, who stood by with downcast eyes, like a person undergoing an examination.
" 'Jan. 2. Histoire de France.'
"What History of France is this?"
Fleda hesitated, and then said it was by Lacretelle.
"Lacretelle? what? of the Revolution?"
"No, Sir; it is before that; it is in five or six large volumes."