'
'It is a pity they should sing of it in such lines as those last
four,' said Claude. 'Let me see, I like your bringing in the real
names, though I doubt whether any but Greenwood could have been found
here.'
'Oh! here come Emily and Jane,' said Lily, 'let me put it away.'
'You are very much afraid of Jane,' said Claude.
'Yes, Jane has no feeling for poetry,' said Lily, with simplicity,
which made her brother smile.
Jane and Emily now came up, the former with her work, the latter with
a camp-stool and a book. 'I wonder,' said she, 'where those boys
are! By the bye, what character did they bring home from school?'
'The same as usual,' said Claude. 'Maurice's mind only half given to
his work, and Redgie's whole mind to his play.'
'Maurice's talent does not lie in the direction of Latin and Greek,'
said Emily.
'No,' said Jane, 'it is nonsense to make him learn it, and so he
says.'
'Perhaps he would say the same of mathematics and mechanics, if as
great a point were made of them,' said Lily.
'I think not,' said Claude; 'he has more notion of them than of Latin
verses.'
'Then you are on my side,' said Jane, triumphantly.
'Did I say so?' said Claude.
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