"Elsie's ten years old, two years younger than I am, and there is no need for her governess to have degrees or certificates or that kind of thing.

She will only have to teach her to write nicely and do sums--not fractions, of course--useful sums, and some needlework, and look after her when I'm not about.

So I want a lady, young, and English; and I should like her to be a bit of a sportswoman, don't you know.

I mean," he added in careful explanation, "I should like her to be cheerful and good-natured, and not fussy about the things that really don't matter." "I think I know the kind of governess you want," said Madame Butler.
She ran her eye over two or three pages of her ledger and added, "But I'm very much afraid that I haven't one of that kind on my books at present." "That's a pity," said Tinker.

"Should I have long to wait ?" "I'm afraid you might.