The other night he went to bed very displeased with me, and said, 'You needn't read me any more of that narsty Bible,' but when I went up to say good-night he greeted me with, '_How_ can I keep the commandments when I can't even remember what they are ?' ...

This is Mhor's school, or rather Miss Main's school." They went up the steps of a pretty, creeper-covered house.
"It once belonged to an artist," Jean explained.

"There is a great big light studio at the back which makes an ideal schoolroom.

It's an ideal school altogether.

Miss Main and her young stepsister are born teachers, full of humour and understanding, as well as being brilliantly clever--far too clever really for this job; but if they don't mind we needn't complain.