"
Elsie bent forward to give the chatterer another cup of tea.
"And you promised to read Moliere at least two hours daily!" she sighed
good-humoredly. Even the most sensible people, and Elsie was very
sensible, begin a long voyage with idiotic programs of work to be done.
"I mean to substitute a live Frenchman for a dead one--that is all.
And I am sure Monsieur le Comte Edouard de Poincilit will do our French
far more good than 'Les Fourberies de Scapin.'"
"Am I to be included in the lessons? And you actually know the man's
name already?"
"Read it on his luggage, dear girl. He has such a lot. See if he
doesn't wear three different colored shirts for breakfast, lunch, and
tea. And, if _you_ refuse to help, who is to take care of le p'tit
Edouard while I give the captain a trot round. Don't look cross,
there's a darling, though you _do_ remind me, when you open your eyes
that way, of a delightful little American schoolma'am I met in Lima.
She had drifted that far on her holidays, and I believe she was
horrified with me."
"Perhaps she thought you were really the dreadful person you made
yourself out to be.
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