The tutor's quill drove on across the page.

He looked up.
"Mr.Touris has come to Black Hill ?" Jamie and Alice worshiped interruptions.
"He has twenty carriers bringing fine things all the time--" "Mother is going to take me when she goes to see Mrs.Alison, his sister--" "He is going to spend money and make friends--" "Mother says Mrs.Alison was most bonny when she was young, but England may have spoiled her--" "The minister told the laird that Mr.Touris put fifty pounds in the plate--" Strickland held up his hand, and the scholars, sighing, returned to work.

_Buzz, buzz!_ went the bees outside the window.

The sun climbed high.

Alexander shut his geometry and came through the break in the wall and across the span of green to the school-room.
"That's done, Mr.Strickland." Strickland looked at the paper that his eldest pupil put before him.
"Yes, that is correct.