It was a big, fat pamphlet about the Bahamas, and she was studying up for her stay there.

She was a queer girl.

She had not been to school very much, her mother said, for they had been travelling about a good deal of late years; but she liked to study up special things, in which she took an interest.

Sometimes she was her own teacher, and sometimes, if they staid in any one place long enough, she took regular lessons.
"I teach her as much as I can," said her mother, "although I would much rather have her go regularly to school.

But her father is so fond of her that he will not have her away from him, and as Mr.Chipperton's lung requires him to be moving from place to place, we have to go, too.