I gave her a faithful account of my brothers and my sister, and a brief
description of the dear old-fashioned cottage, with its white-plaster
walls crossed with great black beams, its many gables and quaint
latticed windows. I told her how happy and united we had always been at
home, and how this made my separation from those I loved so much the
harder to bear; to all of which Milly Darrell listened with most
unaffected sympathy.
Early the next day my new life began in real earnest. Miss Susan
Bagshot did not allow me to waste my time in idleness until the arrival
of my pupils. She gave me a pile of exercises to correct, and some
difficult needlework to finish; and I found I had indeed a sharp
taskmistress in this blighted lady.
'Girls of your age are so incorrigibly idle,' she said; 'but I must
give you to understand at once that you will have no time for dawdling
at Albury Lodge. The first bell rings a quarter before six, and at a
quarter past I shall expect to see you in the schoolroom. You will
superintend the younger pupils' pianoforte practice from that time till
eight o'clock, at which hour we breakfast. From nine till twelve you
will take the second division of the second class for English,
according to the routine arranged by me, which you had better copy from
a paper I will lend you for that purpose. After dinner you will take
the same class for two hours' reading until four; from four to five you
will superintend the needle-work class. Your evenings--with the
exception of the careful correction of all the day's exercises--will be
your own. I hope you have a sincere love of your vocation, Miss
Crofton.'
I said I hoped I should grow to like my work as I became accustomed to
it. I had never yet tried teaching, except with my young sister and
brothers. My heart sank as I remembered our free-and-easy studies in
the sunny parlour at home, or out in the garden under the pink and
white hawthorns sometimes on balmy mornings in the early summer.
Miss Susan shook her head doubtfully.
'Unless you have a love of your vocation you will never succeed, Miss
Crofton,' she said solemnly.
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