Fanny. Here comes Laura, glad enough to get away from mamma’s workbasket. Just see how fast she walks;—ah ha! she is going to the circulating library; look at that novel under her arm.
Susan. I shall tell my mother of that; she thinks everything right that the Busy family do.
(Enter Laura.)
Fanny. Well, Laura, poor thing! you are so glad to get out of the house that I suppose you are running away from it as fast as you can.
Laura. I am not quite running, I believe, but you know I always walk fast.
Susan. I can’t think why, I am sure.
Laura. It saves a deal of time, and the exercise does me more good than if I were to go sauntering along.
Susan. Saves time? and in the vacation too? why, of what consequence is time now, when you have no school-hours to mind?
Laura. Because if I don’t take care I shall not get through what I have planned. Only think how fast the vacation is going! Next Monday school begins.
Fanny. So the studious Miss Laura Busy is sorry the vacation is almost over. I thought you told the master, when school broke up, that you wished there was no vacation.