"Let me take you to my room," she proposed.

"We will have the sofa moved into the balcony, and you will soon go to sleep in the delicious warm air.

You may put away your books, Kitty; this is a holiday.

Come with me, and be petted and spoiled by the ladies in the morning-room." Neither the governess nor the pupil was worthy of the sympathy so frankly offered to them.

Still strangely confused, Sydney made commonplace apologies and asked leave to go out and walk in the park.
Hearing this, Kitty declared that where her governess went she would go too.