Cornelli's words did not come rapidly and angrily any more, as they had done before.

With a deep sigh she added: "I only wish I had never learned to read." "What! But child, what an idea," exclaimed Martha, "what a foolish wish! You should realize what it means to want to find out something and not be able to.

One has to begin over and over again, and nothing helps one.

That is what happened to me to-day.

If you don't help me I won't ever understand it.