Marion Berkley

brought from home with them. Their room was one of the largest in the house, having two deep windows; one in front, the other on the side. The side window faced th

nd as it overlooked the street it was here that th

ion, "which will you ha

lly stingy!" exclaimed Flo

ther too extravagant. This is my treat

ave but one, I thin

p long. There, you shall have an Havana o

oice of mock humility, "may I giv

l, and never interfere again when

hen Marion, who was at the front window, jumped up on the seat, and called out: "O F

to the window, and they all stood

d can he be? How he struts!" said Marion. "What a st

their comments, and now stood directly behind them. Florence and Julia fell back in dismay, and for a second a look of amazement passed over Marion's face; but it was only a second, for s

ansfixed her, Marion would have been immovable for life. Miss Stiefbach's usually pale face was flushed to a burning red, and her voice was choked with suppressed excitement, a

n decided for herself, by sitting down on the floor, and bursting into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. Florence h

uted Marion. "Oh, I shall die! S

ou dare? It was a

ped to think; it just popped out, and I would not have lost that scene

rather impatiently; "you'll

t was their astonishment to see before them "the swell," who had been the cause of all their trouble, standing talking to Miss Stiefbach. They went quietly to

company them, and preserve order." As Miss Stiefbach said this in her usual calm tones, Marion's recollections were alm

. Béranger, who was recommended to her, both for his complete knowledge of his own language, and for his high moral character. The latter was indeed to be considered, for many foreigners, calling

t she might as well have a little more fun for the scolding that she knew was in store for her, tried hard to get up a little excitement; pretending not to understand when M. Béranger spoke to her; replying to all his questions in English, notwithstanding his repeated ejaculations of "Mademoiselle, je ne vous comprends pas du tout; parlez Fran?ais." But Marion would not "parlez Fran?ais," disregarding the beseeching looks of Miss Christine, and either made no reply, o

or to yield gracefully to what she knew to be right. She chose the latter, and replied, "Monsieur, je pense que je resterai ici." As she said this, there was a slight flush of shame on her cheeks, and she be

r he was to rule us, or we him, as we did poor little mademoiselle; and I found out pretty quickly. He came here to teach, not to be made game of. In two weeks, I expect t