Winona Woodward, I've been looking at your time-table, and find you've two vacant half-hours.

Wouldn't you like to help ?" "Like! I'd sell my birthright to do it!" gasped Winona.

"But I'm fearfully sorry; I'm cataloguing for Margaret!" "Then I mustn't take you away from the General! It's a nuisance though, for you'd have done very well, and I don't know who else I can get." Winona considered it was one of the sharpest disappointments she had ever gone through.
"Oh, the grizzly bad luck of it!" she wailed to Garnet.

"It would have been idyllic to coach those kids.

And it would have given me such a leg up with Kirsty! To think I've lost my chance!" "I suppose Margaret might get some one else to do cataloguing ?" "I dare say: but I couldn't possibly ask her, and I'm sure Kirsty won't.
No, I'm done for!" School etiquette is very strict, and Winona would have perished sooner than resign her library duties.