"Let it drop; but, indeed, it is true that Leila should have other than rough lads as school-companions." "Oh, Lord! Rivers." "I am glad to agree with you at least about one thing," said Mrs.
Penhallow.

"In September John will be sixteen, and Leila a year or so younger.

She is now simply a big, daring, strong boy." "If you think that, Ann, you are oddly mistaken." "I am," she said; "I was.

It was only one end of my reasons why she must go to school.

Before John came and when we had cousins here--girls, she simply despised them or led them into dreadful scrapes." "Well, Ann, we will talk it over another time." Rivers smiled and Ann Penhallow went out, longing to attend to the swollen face now bent low over a book.