A Confession.—Day Governess. "How is it your French exercises are always done so much better than your Latin ones?"
Tommy (after considering awhile). "I don't think auntie knows Latin."
[Auntie, who was about to enter, quickly and quietly retires.
"What are you doing in that cupboard, Cyril?" "Hush, auntie! I'm pretending to be a thief!"