We'll stick together for a while at any rate, though when we arrive in Naples you'll be packed off to a boarding-school, Madam, so I give you fair warning." "An Italian school ?" Irene's gray eyes were round with horror.
"No, an Anglo-American school for English-speaking girls.

Do you remember that charming Mr.Proctor who stayed with us last year on his way from New York to Naples?
His daughter is at this school, and he strongly recommended it.

It seems just exactly the place for you, Renie.
It will solve a great problem if we can educate you out there.

It would have complicated matters very much if we had been obliged to leave you in England.

As it is you'll be quite near to Naples, and can come home for all your holidays." "Hooray! Then I'm not to go to Miss Gordon's again ?" "As we start in a fortnight it's not worth while your beginning a fresh term at St.Osmund's." "Then I needn't bother to find the hateful old history book.