Mr.Daley was plainly eager to help, but, as usual, he was embarrassed and nervous, and Steve, who had taken a mild dislike to him, resented his interference.
"The stuff's too hard," he said in answer to Mr.Daley's inquiries.
"Look at the lesson we had to-day, sir; all that and this, over to here; sight reading, too.

And two compositions so far this week! I just didn't have time for it last night, and so when he called on me to-day I told him I wasn't prepared.

And then he--he ragged me in front of the class and gave me a page and a half to write, beside to-morrow's lesson.

I can't do it, and that's all there is to it!" "Er--yes, yes, I see.

I'm sorry, Edwards.