twenty; the most modest attire, the simplest fashion of wearing the hair, were apparent in all, and good features, ruddy, blooming complexions, large and brilliant eyes, forms full, even to solidity, seemed to abound. I did not bear the first view like a stoic; I was dazzled, my eyes fell, and in a voice somewhat too low I murmured—
"Prenez vos cahiers de dictée, mesdemoiselles."
Not so had I bid the boys at Pelet's take their reading-books. A rustle followed, and an opening of desks; behind the lifted lids which momentarily screened the heads bent down to search for exercise-books, I heard tittering and whispers.
"Eulalie, je suis prête à pâmer de rire," observed one.
"Comme il a rougi en parlant!"
"Oui, c'est un véritable blanc-bec."
"Tais-toi, Hortense—il nous écoute."
And now the lids sank and the heads re-appeared; I had marked three, the whisperers, and I did not scruple to take a very steady look
