“And I think it will be found on examination,” said Uncle John, “that she used the discretion wisely.” “Oh, but she said”—Agnes had taken her cue from her mother—“that the hours for study had positively been fixed by mother, and that she had no authority to vary them in the least.” “Preposterous!” ejaculated Mrs. Dainty. “What’s the news to-day?” said Uncle John, turning to Mr. Dainty. “Any thing of importance stirring in the city?” He wished to change a subject the discussion of which could do nothing but harm among the children. The answer of Mr. Dainty led the conversation into an entirely new channel. Once or twice, during the dinner-hour, Mrs. Dainty tried to renew her complaints against the governess; but Uncle John managed to throw her off, and so the matter was dropped for the time. CHAPTER IV. WORTH AND PRETENSION. The manner in which Florence Harper met the insolence of Mrs. Dainty—we give her conduct its true designation—chafed that high-spirited lady exceedingly. She could neither forget nor forgive such conduct in an inferior. What right had she to exhibit an independent spirit?—to show a womanly pride that would not brook an outrage? The very thought made the hot blood leap along the veins of indignant Mrs. Dainty. Oh, yes. She would “have it out with her!” So, toward the middle of the afternoon, Florence was sent for, and she went down to the sitting-room where Mrs. Dainty was alone. Uncle John was on the alert. He had remained in his own apartment, listening, with the door ajar, for nearly an hour, and heard the summons given to Florence. He was in the sitting-room almost as soon as she was, and in time to prevent an interview, the result of which would, in all probability, be the withdrawal of Miss Harper from the family. His niece looked at him with a frown as he entered. An offensive interrogation was just on her tongue, but she repressed the words, substituting therefor this query:— “When did we fix the hours of study for the children, Miss Harper?” “On the day before yesterday, ma’am,” replied Florence, in a calm, respectful voice. “I never had any thing to say to you on the subject!” Mrs. Dainty lost temper, and, of course, dignity and self-respect. “Was not ten o’clock mentioned by you as the hour when it would be best to commence the lessons?” inquired Florence. “If it was, that doesn’t mean fixing all the hours of study!” “You said you wished Agnes to begin with French,” said Florence, quietly. “Well, suppose I did: what then?” “Only, that I understood you to mean that you wished her to let French constitute her first lesson as most important. You will, no doubt, remember that I approved this, as her mind would always come fresh to the study.” “Approved!” Mrs. Dainty could not repress this manifestation of contempt. “You will also remember, that you spoke of the hour from twelve to one as most suitable for music.” Miss Harper looked at the excited lady with a steady gaze.