"Doesn't Mrs. Arnold sit in this room?"
"Oh no. This is the Intermediate, and Miss Garner has charge of this. Mrs. Arnold is in the Senior, and we hardly ever see her, except when we have been especially bad or especially good, and then we are sent in to her. I have never been in on the good list. But once, when I fixed a jack-in-the-box in Miss Garner's desk so that it popped up at her when she opened the desk, the old thing found me out, and sent me down to Mrs. Arnold. It was such fun to see her jump! I nearly died laughing."
Elizabeth looked at her new friend with wonder. Would she ever dare to do anything so scandalous? And was that what girls did at school?
"That is the new drawing and painting teacher," continued her neighbor; "her name is Mrs. Brown. She is awfully nice, the girls say."
"I wish I could take lessons; I love to draw."
"Why don't you? Perhaps you can't afford it. It is extra, and that is the reason I don't."
"I don't believe that is the reason. My aunt does not want me to. She never will let me draw at home."
"How very funny! But there is Miss Garner ringing the bell, so we shall have to stop talking. I shall tell you some more at recess."
WHEN SCHOOL WAS OVER A MAID WAS WAITING TO TAKE ELIZABETH HOME.