"
"I know that," Princess Polly said, "because he told papa that the
time for Sprite to be with him was close at hand, and papa said that
he knew that we had had our share of her visit, but she has been so
sweet, so dear, that we'd never be ready to let her go."
"That's just the reason we want her, for truly, Princess Polly, next
to you, Sprite is the sweetest girl I know. There's no girl quite so
dear as you, Polly, but surely Sprite comes the very next," Rose said.
CHAPTER IX
A JOLLY TIME
Gwen Harcourt felt that in leaving school at Avondale, and entering
a small private school in the next town she was really doing something
quite fine.
To be sure, the little school was not much of a school. Rather it
should have been called a private _class_, and the little pupils met
at the home of a young woman who was far from well equipped for the
task of directing their studies, or training their minds.
She had acquired a fair education, but so little governing power had
she that the pupils did about as they chose, and that Gwen considered
the most charming fact regarding the class.
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