"That's difficult."
"I admit it is difficult; but easier for a frank nature, such as yours used to be, than for another."
Meanwhile he helped her to things on the table, taking care of her in the manner he used to do in old time. It put a kind of spell upon Rotha. The old instinct of doing what he wished her to do seemed to be springing up in its full imperativeness.
"What do you want to know?" she asked doubtfully.
"Everything!"
"Everything is not much, in this case. I have lived most of the time, till last May, with Mrs. Mowbray; at school."
"What did you do at school?"
"Nothing. I began to do, that is all. I have just begun to learn. Just began to feel that I was getting hold of things, and that they were growing most delightful. Then all was broken on ."
"That was last May?"
"Yes."