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So that, pale, shut, at last distant and ier the child, how his eyes danced, or how he had a queer

little soul that could not be bothered with shaping handwriting

so long as he dashed dohat he thought She saw no children,

only the task that was to be done And keeping her eyes there,

on the task, and not on the child, she was ih to

punish where she could otherwise only have sympathized,

understood, and condoned, to approve where she would have been

merely uninterested before But her interest had no place any

irl of seventeen to

beco no personal relationship

with the children For a few days, after the agony of the

Monday, she succeeded, and had some success with her class But

it was a state not natural to her, and she began to relax

Then cao round the class She sent to Mr Harby for wen?" he said, with the sainst her

"No, we are six short," she said, quaking

"Oh, how is that?" he said,over

the class, he asked: "How many are there here to-day?"

"Fifty-two," said Ursula, but he did not take any notice,

counting for himself

"Fifty-two," he said "And how many pens are there,

Staples?"