
You won't have many chores to do, because we have a hired girl. well, sometimes I didn't do exactly what I was supposed to, but that was because Miss Kitteridge was so mean." After all, even if she had to empty chamber pots, or peel potatoes, there would be fewer chamber pots and fewer potatoes than were required for sixty-three little girls. Maud wrinkled her nose at that word work. Later on, we'll ask you to help us with our work." In a little while, once we are sure of you, we will tell you everything, but first we have to make sure we can trust you. If you were to go to school, that secret might come out.

"You see, Maud, Judith and I have a secret. "That's good." Hyacinth lowered her voice mysteriously. "Are you sorry for that? Do you mind very much?" "Do you remember what I told you in the bookstore? That you wouldn't be going to school right away?" "I like to know secrets," she said at last, "but I don't like secrets that aren't mine."Īpparently this was not the answer Hyacinth had expected. Maud had once slapped a little girl who tried to nickname her Maudy. "Maudy, do you remember what you said earlier today - about how you would do whatever we asked of you?" After a moment, Hyacinth gave a little laugh. "Miss Hyacinth has something to say to you," continued Judith, and Maud, getting the hang of it, piped up, "Yes, ma'am." She shut her book, folded her hands on top of it, and answered, "No, ma'am." She opened her mouth to argue and then remembered that she had made up her mind to be perfectly good. "You mustn't read in the train," said Judith Hawthorne.

Anne's Children's Home for the Barbary Asylum, and she was glad of it, because it allowed her to assume the nonchalance of a world traveler. She had ridden in a train once before, when she left St. It was not until the Misses Hawthorne boarded the train that Maud was able to open her book.
