Down she ran, and crouching in the school-room window-seat, she wrote on in a trance of eager composition, till Norman called her, as he went to school, to help him to find a book.
This done, she went up to visit Margaret, to tell her the story, and consult her.

But this was not so easy.

She found Margaret with little Daisy lying by her, and Tom sitting by the fire over his Latin.
"Oh, Ethel, good-morning, dear! you are come just in time." "To take baby ?" said Ethel, as the child was fretting a little.
"Yes, thank you, she has been very good, but she was tired of lying here, and I can't move her about," said Margaret.
"Oh, Margaret, I have such a plan," said Ethel, as she walked about with little Gertrude; but Tom interrupted.
"Margaret, will you see if I can say my lesson ?" and the thumbed Latin grammar came across her just as Dr.May's door opened, and he came in exclaiming, "Latin grammar! Margaret, this is really too much for you.
Good-morning, my dears.

Ha! Tommy, take your book away, my boy.

You must not inflict that on sister now.