She's worked hard at French because she thinks it gives her a grand air.

I can't imagine any other reason.

She's adorable and--impossible!" "Do the best you can for her; I want her to go to college if she can." Miss Waring had the reputation of being strict, yet Marian slipped the cords of routine and discipline with ease.

She had passed triumphantly from the kitchen "fudge" and homemade butterscotch period of a girl's existence into the realm of _marrons glaces_.

Nothing bored her so much as the afternoon airings of the school under the eye of a teacher; and these she turned into larks when she shared in them.