Laura. I see no harm. You know how terrible hard those last lessons were before the term ended, and I was afraid I should forget them; so I have been reviewing the last thirty pages with sister Helen, to keep what I had got, as she says, and make the next come easier.
Susan. A pretty vacation, to be sure! How upon earth did you find time for it all?
Laura. Why, I don’t know. There are no more hours in my day than there are in yours, Susan. But good-by, girls; I am going to see if aunt Kindly has come to town again.
Fanny. Stop a minute, Laura; I am going shopping, and I want to know where your mother bought that lovely French cambric. I mean to tease my mother for one just like it.
Laura. Mother did not buy it; she would not think of getting me anything so expensive. Aunt Kindly sent it to me.
Fanny. Oh ho! a present, was it? I never thought of that. I wonder what put it into her head.
Laura. I believe she was pleased because, when mother was fitting out two poor boys to go to sea, I did some plain sewing for them. Your mother helped too, Susan.
Susan. Why, that was before the vacation, and you never missed school a single day: how could you find time then?
Laura. I used to go at it before breakfast, and at every odd moment; sometimes I could sew quarter of an hour while I was waiting for something or somebody, and even that helped on the work. I think that is a great advantage we girls have over boys. Mother says the needle darns up idle minutes, that are like holes in our time. Good-by; you creep so like snails, I should think you would fall asleep. (Exit.)
Susan. Well, Laura always looks so lively! but I would not lead such a life for anything.