The Couvent des Anglaises was the only remaining one of three or four
British religious houses which had been founded in Paris during the time
of Cromwell, and as a school, ranked with the convents of the
Sacré-Coeur and of l'Abbaye-aux-Bois. Queen Henrietta Maria used often
to come and pray in the chapel, and this fact rendered the Couvent des
Anglaises peculiarly dear to English royalists. All the nuns were either
English, Scotch, or Irish, and nearly all the girls--at least, when
Aurore went there--were subjects of King George also. As it was strictly
forbidden during certain hours of the day to speak a word of French,
Aurore had every possible chance of learning English. She learnt, too,
something about English habits, for the nuns drank tea three times a
day, and invited the best behaved of the girls to share it with them.
All was as English as it could be made. In the chapel were the tombs
bearing English texts and epitaphs, of holy exiles who had died abroad.
On the walls of the Superior's private rooms hung the portraits of
English princes and bishops long dead, among whom Mary Queen of
Scots--counted as a saint by the nuns--held the central place. In fact,
the moment the threshold was crossed, you seemed to have crossed the
Channel also. The Mother Superior at the date of Aurore's entrance was a
certain Madame Canning, a clever woman with a large experience of the
world.
Like many children brought up at home, Aurore had read a great deal in
her own way, but was very ignorant of other subjects familiar to girls
younger than herself, who had been educated at school. This she was well
aware of, so it was no surprise to her, though a disappointment to her
grandmother, when she was confided by the Superior to the pupils of the
second class, whose ages varied from six to thirteen or fourteen.
Aurore was never shy and did not in the least mind being stared at by
thirty or forty pairs of eyes, and at once set out to explore the garden
and examine everything in company with one of the older girls, in whose
charge she had been put. When they had visited every corner, they were
called to play at 'bars,' and as Aurore could run like a hare, she soon
gained the respect of her schoolfellows.
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