How we contrived to distinguish a verb from a noun, or committed anything whatever to memory in the fever-heat and "stuffy" atmosphere of the little room which was sacred to our studies, I do not know.

At a certain degree of the thermometer Miss Perry's face rises before me and makes my brain spin even now.
This was, no doubt, one cause of the very severe headaches to which Matilda became subject about this time, though, now I look back, I do not think she had been quite strong since we all had the measles.

They were apt to end in a fainting condition, from which she recovered by lying on the floor.

Then, if Miss Perry happened to be in good humour, she would excuse Matilda from further lessons, invariably adding, in her "mystery" voice--"But not a word to your mamma!" It was the most unjustifiable use she made of influence she gained over us (especially over poor Matilda, who was very fond of her, and believed in her) that she magnified her own favours at the expense of Major Buller and my aunt.

For some time they had no doubts as to the wisdom of Mrs.Minchin's choice.
Miss Perry was clever enough not to display her romantic side to Mrs.
Buller.