'
'That was nearly out before,' said Emily, 'Maurice and Redgie spoilt
that long ago.'
'I do not know of anything on Wednesday, but on Thursday she threw
Ada down the steps out of the nursery.'
'Oh! that accounts for the dreadful screaming that I heard,' said
Claude; 'I forgot to ask the meaning of it.'
'I am sure it was Phyl that was the most dismayed, and cried the
loudest,' said Lily.
'That she always does,' said Jane. 'On Friday we had an uproar in
the schoolroom about her hemming, and on Saturday she tumbled into a
wet ditch, and tore her bonnet in the brambles; on Sunday, she
twisted her ancles together at church.'
'Well, there I did chance to observe her,' said Lily, 'there seemed
to be a constant struggle between her ancles and herself, they were
continually coming lovingly together, but were separated the next
moment.'
'And to-day this sum,' said Jane; 'seven scrapes in one week! I
really am of opinion, as Rachel says when she is angry, that school
is the best place for her.'
'I think so too,' said Claude.
'I do not know,' said Emily, 'she is very troublesome, but--'
'Oh, Claude!' cried Lily, 'you do not mean that you would have that
poor dear merry Master Phyl sent to school, she would pine away like
a wild bird in a cage; but papa will never think of such a thing.
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