'Is she indeed?' said Mrs. Bouverie, in a tone of great interest.

'Yes, that she is, scarcely ever without a cough. Full of spirits,
you see--rather too, much of it; but I should not be surprised any
day--'

At this moment Winifred came running up, to cry, 'Look, Aunt Hazleby,
at the basket of balls; I have been to the house to fetch them, and
now the boys are going away to the cricket-ground, and the girls are
to have a famous game at play.'

Mrs. Hazleby only said, 'Hm,' but the other lady paid more attention
to the little girl, who was very little troubled with shyness, and
soon was very happy--throwing the balls to the girls, and--at the
same time--chattering to Mrs. Bouverie, and saying a great deal about
'Lizzie,' telling how Lizzie said that one little girl was good and
another was naughty, that Lizzie said she should soon begin to teach
her French; Lizzie taught her all her lessons, Mamma only heard her
music; Lizzie had shewn her where to look in her Consecration-book,
so that she should not be puzzled at Church to-day; Lizzie said she
had behaved very well, and that she should tell Papa so; she had a
red ribbon with a medal with Winchester Cathedral upon it, which
Lizzie let her wear to shew Papa and Mamma when she was good at her
lessons; she hoped she should wear it to-day, though she had not done
any lessons, for Lizzie said it was a joyful day, like a Sunday.
All this made Mrs. Bouverie desirous of being acquainted with
'Lizzie,' but she could find no opportunity of speaking to her, as
Elizabeth never willingly came near strangers, and was fully occupied
with the school-children, so that she and Anne were the last to come
in-doors to dress.