They reddened and looked at us.

Then they drew their chairs closer together, and turned their backs to us.

What they thought, we never knew; but Corny declared to me afterward that they talked no more French,--at least when she was about.
The gentleman who had been the subject of Corny's French discourse called her over to him, and the four had a gay talk together.

I heard Corny tell them that she never could pronounce French in the French way.
She pronounced it just as it was spelt, and her father said that ought to be the rule with every language.

She had never had a regular teacher; but if people laughed so much at the way she talked, perhaps her father ought to get her one.
I liked Corny better the more I knew of her.