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"We got very satisfactory references about you from



Canon Teep," she observed; "a very estimable man, I

should think."



"Drinks like a fish and beats his wife, otherwise a

very lovable character," said the governess



imperturbably.

"MY DEAR Miss Hope! I trust you are exaggerating,"



exclaimed the Quabarls in unison.

"One must in justice admit that there is some



provocation," continued the romancer. "Mrs. Teep is

quite the most irritating bridge-player that I have ever



sat down with; her leads and declarations would condone a

certain amount of brutality in her partner, but to souse



her with the contents of the only soda-water syphon in

the house on a Sunday afternoon, when one couldn't get



another, argues an indifference to the comfort of others

which I cannot altogetheroverlook. You may think me



hasty in my judgments, but it was practically on account

of the syphon incident that I left."



"We will talk of this some other time," said Mrs.

Quabarl hastily.



"I shall never allude to it again," said the

governess with decision.



Mr. Quabarl made a welcomediversion by asking what

studies the new instructress proposed to inaugurate on



the morrow.

"History to begin with," she informed him.



"Ah, history," he observed sagely; "now in teaching

them history you must take care to interest them in what



they learn. You must make them feel that they are being

introduced to the life-stories of men and women who



really lived - "

"I've told her all that," interposed Mrs. Quabarl.



"I teach history on the Schartz-Metterklume method,"

said the governess loftily.



"Ah, yes," said her listeners, thinking it expedient

to assume an acquaintance at least with the name.



* * * *

"What are you children doing out here?" demanded



Mrs. Quabarl the next morning, on finding Irene sitting

rather glumly at the head of the stairs, while her sister



was perched in an attitude of depresseddiscomfort on the

window-seat behind her, with a wolf-skin rug almost



covering her.

"We are having a history lesson," came the



unexpected reply. "I am supposed to be Rome, and Viola

up there is the she-wolf; not a real wolf, but the figure



of one that the Romans used to set store by - I forget

why. Claude and Wilfrid have gone to fetch the shabby



women."

"The shabby women?"



"Yes, they've got to carry them off. They didn't

want to, but Miss Hope got one of father's fives-bats and



said she'd give them a number nine spanking if they

didn't, so they've gone to do it."



A loud, angry screaming from the direction of the

lawn drew Mrs. Quabarl thither in hot haste, fearful lest



the threatened castigation might even now be in process

of infliction. The outcry, however, came principally



from the two small daughters of the lodge-keeper, who

were being hauled and pushed towards the house by the



panting and dishevelled Claude and Wilfrid, whose task

was rendered even more arduous by the incessant, if not



very effectual, attacks of the captured maidens' small

brother. The governess, fives-bat in hand, sat



negligently on the stone balustrade, presiding over the

scene with the cold impartiality of a Goddess of Battles.



A furious and repeatedchorus of "I'll tell muvver" rose




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