"But I think Phyllis would rather I stayed away." "Oh, I think not," said Mrs.Enderby; "Phyllis never makes a fuss about anything, but I will answer for her that she will welcome you." "I think she does not like me," said Hetty, looking steadily at her hostess with large serious eyes.
"Take care you do not dislike her," said Mr.Enderby, with a slight look of displeasure.

"In this house we do not indulge such fancies." "My dear, you must not think that because our manners here in the country may be quieter and perhaps less warm than those of some of the people you have lived with abroad, our hearts are therefore cold.

Come, then, if you have finished breakfast, I will take you myself into the school-room." Half pleased and half unwilling Hetty suffered herself to be led away, and her heart beat fast as she crossed the school-room threshold.

Miss Davis sat at the end of the table with an open exercise book before her, and a severely businesslike look upon her face.

Phyllis and Nell bent over their books at either side of the same table.