also a little frightened.

"Go on," continued Jasmine, "go on talking, Primrose--we are quite
with you, Daisy and I--what nonsense the people must have in their
heads if they think we three are going to part!"

"But we are in a very painful and difficult position," continued
Primrose. "We have certainly got to earn our bread, and we don't at
all know how to earn it. We are not educated enough to go anywhere as
governesses, although Miss Martineau did say that I might perhaps get
a little place in the nursery; but in any case people would not want
three governesses in one family, and, of course, Daisy is too young to
earn anything for many a long day. Jasmine, I have been thinking over
all this most seriously--I have been thinking over it for some hours,
and it seems to me there is nothing at all for us to do but to go to
London."

"Where Poppy is going?" interrupted Jasmine; "delicious--lovely--my
dream of dreams! Go on, Primrose darling; I could listen to you all
night."

"But we mustn't go only for pleasure," continued Primrose; "indeed, we
must not go at all for pleasure. We must go to work hard, and to
learn, so that bye-and-bye we may be really able to support
ourselves. Now, there is only one way in which we can do that. We must
take that two hundred pounds which Mr. Danesfield has in the bank, and
we must live on it while we are being educated. We can go to a cheap
part of London, and find poor lodgings--we won't mind how poor they
are, if only they are very clean, with white curtains, and dimity
round the beds. We'll be quite happy there, and we'll make our two