Miss Davis felt her patience tried by the troublesome new pupil, and Phyllis eyed her with strong disapproval over the edges of her book.

Phyllis loved order, regularity, good conduct, and in her opinion Hetty was an intolerably disagreeable interruption of the routine of their school-room life.
That was a bad day altogether.

Some friends of Mr.and Mrs.Enderby were dining with them, and when the school-room tea was over Phyllis and Nell told Miss Davis that their mother wished them to come to the drawing-room for a short time.

Hetty looked up, as she thought herself included in the invitation; but Miss Davis, who had received general instructions from Mrs.Enderby, said to her quietly: "You will stay here with me, Hetty, for this evening." Hetty flushed crimson and her pride was kindled in an instant.

She was not to go to the drawing-room any more, because she was only a charity child.