Even the words which she had carefully looked up in the dictionary and learned by heart escaped her fickle memory.

She stumbled and floundered hopelessly, getting redder and redder with shame.

Miss Huntley preserved an ominous silence, and did not attempt to help her out.
"That will do!" she said, at the end of about eight lines.

"After such a complete exhibition of incompetence we won't inflict any more of your bungling upon the form.

We must see if we can find a way of sharpening your wits.