"There's many a good person who never learned to write.

But I don't see why you should not learn.

Shall I teach you ?" Utter amazement, beaming gratitude, succeeded one another, plain as light, in Elizabeth's eyes, but she only said, "Thank you, Miss Hilary." "Very well.

I have brought you an old gown of mine, and was going to show you how to make it up for yourself, but I'll look over your writing instead.

Sit down and let me see what you can do." In a state of nervous trepidation, pitiful to behold, Elizabeth took the pen.