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Updated: June 5, 2025
But it is so discouraging a thing to have my monitress so very good! I protest I know not how to look up at her!
Then she began to coax and pet her monitress in the pretty, childish way which interfered so much with matronly dignity, till the latter was brought to think that she had been cruelly harsh and stern; at last she got so penitent that she offered to accompany her friend, and lend the light of her countenance to Madame de Verzenay.
"Veux-tu bien être sage?" continues the small monitress with much severity, "encore une fois, un, deux, trois!" and she made a little dancing-step backwards; then with an air of encouragement, "Allons, mon amie, du courage!
She was sitting up in bed, hungrily munching some of her spoils, when Janey North, the girl in the next bed, awoke. "What are you eating, Beth?" she asked in a cautious voice, whispering, fearful of awaking a monitress and being reported for talking. "Apples," Beth answered. "Have some?" "All right! but where did you get them?" Janey asked. "Never you mind!" said Beth.
MY DEAR FRIEND AND MONITRESS, I have left your last letter a month unanswered. I could not reply to your congratulations on the event of my attaining the age of twenty-one. That event is a conventional sham, and you know how I abhor shams and conventions. The truth is that I am either much younger than twenty-one or much older.
Or she tries another dodge, and, putting on the airs of a pretty monitress, asks him with tender interest to confide in her. The great point is never to lose sight of him; to follow him to balls, concerts, or races, to cleave to him like his shadow. Then, when he is fairly caught in the toils of her encircling sympathy, the elder and more experienced ally appears on the scene.
"But why did he clap on sail if he could not carry it?" inquired he, ruefully, of his monitress. The others burst out laughing; but Lucy remained grave and silent. David rode along crestfallen. Mrs. Bazalgette brought her pony close to him, and whispered, "Never mind that little cross-patch. She does not care a pin about the horse; you interrupted her flirtation, that is all."
"She never wanted me to be a monitress!" "Nonsense!" "It's the truth." "Well, she missed her own opportunity, so she can't blame you for taking it this afternoon." "She's against me all the same. Iva and Nesta are quite nice, but there are going to be squalls with Muriel. You'll take my part?" "Of course I shall, through thick and thin. You can always count on your own sister."
At this moment, the beautiful lady, as one acquainted with the details of the house, turning with the air of a gracious monitress, held out her fair hand to guide Kate in careful descent of the steps.
He looked inquiringly at his monitress and saw that she was again going on tiptoe to the reception room where they had left Prince Vasili and the eldest princess. Pierre concluded that this also was essential, and after a short interval followed her. Anna Mikhaylovna was standing beside the princess, and they were both speaking in excited whispers.
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