"Miss Fosbrook," said he, "isn't this it? Twelve bricks; take away
those seven, then--l, 2, 3, 4, 5--the twelve is only 5: the 10 is
gone, isn't it? so you must leave one out of the next figure in the
upper line of the sum."
Now Davy had only begun arithmetic on the governess's arrival, but he
had learnt numeration and addition in her way. She was so delighted,
that she stooped down and kissed him, saying, "Quite right, my little
man."
Davy rather disapproved of the kiss, and rubbed his brown-holland
elbow over his face, as if to clear it off.
"Well," thought Christabel, as she hurried away for five minutes'
peace in her own room before the dinner-bell, "it is a comfort to
have one pupil whose whole endeavour is not to frustrate one's
attempts to educate him."
Poor young thing! that one little bit of sense had quite cheered her
up. Otherwise she was not one whit less weary than the children.
She had been learning a very tough lesson too--much harder than any
of theirs; and she was not at all certain that she had learnt it
right.
Now, readers, of all the children, who do you think had used the most
conscience at the lessons?
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