But of course they WILL be dear, if I am not to be taught how to use them." She then looked in Mr.Bayne's face with an air of infantine simplicity: "Would Mr.Cheetham take them back, I wonder, under the circumstances ?" At this sly thrust, Bayne began to look anxious; but Henry relieved him the next moment by saying, in a sort of dogged way, "There, there; I'll come." He added, after a pause, "I will give you six lessons, if you like." "I shall be so much obliged.

When will you come, sir ?" "Next Saturday, at three o'clock." "I shall be sure to be at home, sir." She then said something polite about not disturbing him further, and vanished with an arch smile of pleasure and victory, that disclosed a row of exquisite white teeth, and haunted Henry Little for many a day after.
He told his mother what had happened, and showed so much mortified pride that she no longer dissuaded him from keeping his word.

"Only pray don't tell her your name," said she.
"Well, but what am I to do if she asks it ?" "Say Thompson, or Johnson, or anything you like, except Little." This request roused Henry's bile.

"What, am I a criminal to deny my name?
And how shall I look, if I go and give her a false name, and then she comes to Bayne and learns my right one?
No, I'll keep my name back, if I can; but I'll never disown it.

I'm not ashamed of it, if you are." This reduced poor Mrs.Little to silence; followed, in due course, by a few meek, clandestine tears.
Henry put on his new tweed suit and hat, and went up to the villa.