Then Aunt Jeanne Falla insisted on her being sent to school in Peter Port--a grievous blow to us both, for which we lived to thank her.

For Carette, clever as she was by nature, and wonderfully sharp at picking things up, had no inducements at home towards anything beyond bodily growth, except, indeed, when she was at Beaumanoir with Aunt Jeanne, and those times were spasmodic and were countered by her returns to the free and easy life on Brecqhou.

And Aunt Jeanne loved her dearly and knew what was best for her, and so she insisted, and Carette went weeping to Peter Port to the Miss Maugers' school in George Road.
Her going made a great gap in my life, and the outer things began to call on me.

My ideas respecting them were dim and distorted enough, as I afterwards found, but their call was all the more insistent for that.

Lying flat on Tintageu, chin on fist, I would watch the white-sailed ships pushing eagerly to that wonderful outer world and long to be on them.