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Miss Zielinski she was the governess in the dining-hall said: "Oh, very well," in the rather whiny voice that seemed natural to her, and went on reading. "Please, I don't think I know my way," ventured Laura. "Follow your nose and you'll find it!" said Miss Zielinski without looking up, and was forthwith wrapt in her novel again.
But this was a weakness Miss Day did not pamper; herself strong-minded, she could afford to disregard Miss Chapman's foibles. So she went on with her book, and ignored the question. But Miss Zielinski, who lost no opportunity of making herself agreeable to those over her, said with foreign emphasis: "Yes, indeed it does."
They laughed, sang, and rollicked about inside the wagonette, Miss Zielinski weakly protesting unheard were so rowdy that the driver pushed his cigar-stump to the corner of his mouth, to be able to smile at ease, and flicked his old horse into a canter.
But she had not lain thus for more than a very few minutes when steps came along the passage; and she had only just time to spring to her feet before one of the little girls appeared at the door. "You're to come down at once." "Don't you know you're not ALLOWED to stay upstairs?" asked Miss Zielinski crossly. "What were you doing?" And as Laura did not reply: "What was she doing, Jessie?"
Miss Chapman's face straightened out from its shocked expression. "Your hat? Why do you want to change it? It's very nice as it is." "My dear Miss Chapman, it's at least six months out of date. Ziely, you're crying!" "I'm not," said Miss Zielinski weakly, caught in the act of blowing her nose. "How on earth can you cry over a book? As if it were true!"
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