The Rebel of the School by L. T. Meade
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"It was a bad trade, my darling. I had several severe losses. It was
very unfortunate my lending that money." "What money?" "Oh, I will tell you another time; it doesn't really matter. There was a little bit of ingratitude there, but it doesn't matter. Only I made no fortune by grocery--barely enough to put my boy into the army and to educate him for it, and enough to keep us with a pittance now that we are old. But I have nothing to leave you, sweetest. You just have your pension from the Government, which don't count for nothing at all." Ruth rose to her feet. "I am glad I got into the school," she said. "I hope to do wonders there. I mean to take every scrap of good the place opens out to me. I mean to work as hard as ever I can. You shall be desperately proud of me; and so shall granny, although she doesn't hold with much learning." "But I do, little girl; I love it more than anything. I have got such a lovely scheme in my head. I will work alongside of you, Ruth--you and I at the same things. You can lend me the books when you don't want them." "What a splendid idea!" said Ruth, clapping her hands. "You look quite happy, my dear." "And so I am. I am about the happiest girl on earth. And now, may I begin to look through my lessons for to-morrow?" |
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