Her father had given in.
Then because he thought that her Spanish was not as good as it should be, he had taken her to Spain.
After that there had been visits to France and Greece and it was very exciting when they went to Russia.
Every time they returned home it seemed to Ursa that she had learned more, not only about the language but about the people and their country that was very unlike her own.
“It has been a history and a geography lesson, as well as a lovely holiday, Papa!” she had said once.
Her father had laughed.
“That is what I thought too,” he said, “and, my dearest, how could I have a better companion to enjoy it all with?”
His voice sounded very sincere.
No one knew better than Ursa, however, that he missed her mother unbearably.
Sometimes when they went to a place w
