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Miss Hyle's blue eyes shot a sudden flash at Betty that made her whole severe face light up. "I've never had a chance to learn at home there never is any ice but I have always been athletic." "Where is your home, Miss Hyle?" asked Betty. "Cawnpore, India." "India?" gasped Eleanor. "How delightful! Oh, won't you tell us about it, Miss Hyle?"
"If I had three guesses, I should use every one that our maid wanted to go into town for the day, and Betty took her place." It was Miss Hyle's calm voice. Betty blushed. It was her turn now to flash back a glance; and those two sparks kindled the fire of friendship. It was a jolly Christmas dinner, with the "butler" eating with the family. "And now the dishes!" thought Betty.
"I have a Christmas box to open and Christmas letters to write. Thank you very much." Betty's heart sank as she saw Miss Hyle's face. "Goodness, she's coming!" Miss Hyle was the most unpopular teacher in school. Neither ill-tempered nor harsh, she was so cold, remote and rigid in face, voice, and manner that the warmest blooded shivered away from her, the least sensitive shrank.
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