Pity if our ready-made friendship turned out a misfit! I think you're no end! Dad said I'd got to copy you; it'll take me all my time, I expect.

Things are so different here from home." Was there a suspicion of a choke in the words?
Ulyth had a sudden pang of compunction.

Unwelcome as her companion was to her, she did not wish to be brutal.
"You mustn't get home-sick," she said hastily.

"You'll shake down here in time.

Everyone finds things strange at school just at first.