“Then I’ll do my best too,” said Mad. de Rosier.
The consequences of these good resolutions were surprising to Mrs. Grace. Master Herbert was quite changed, she observed; and she wondered why he would never read when she took so much pains with him for an hour every day to hear him his task. “Madame de What d’ye call her,” added Mrs. Grace, “need not boast much of the hand she has had in the business: for I’ve been by at odd times, and watched her ways, whilst I have been dressing Miss Favoretta, and she has been hearing you your task, Master Herbert.”
“She doesn’t call it my task — I hate that word.”
“Well, I don’t know what she calls it; for I don’t pretend to be a French governess, for my part; but I can read English, Master Herbert, as well as another; and it’s strange if I could no
