in Euclid. I did one book with father; but it worried me so, and I
cried so much one day when he altered the letters and put the whole
thing out, that he grew tired, and said I could give it up. You didn't
do any with Fraulein, I think?"

"No; it's a nuisance. I wish I did now; but I'll have to begin at once,
that's all! I'll get Harold's old books and cram up before I go, so
that I can just bring in an expression now and then, as if I knew all
about it. Girls are so patronising if they think you are a beginner...
I'm pretty well up in history, and can say reams of poetry, and play,
and draw, and paint in water colours--"

"Ye-es!" assented Ella feebly. She was afraid to say so much in words,
but her conviction was that her friend's methods of work would seem
strangely antiquated when contrasted with the vivid strength of the new
_regime_. She recalled Rhoda's mild copies of village scenes, with
cottages in the foreground, trees to the rear, and a well-regulated
flight of swallows on the sky line, and mentally placed them beside her
cousin's vigorous sketches on the Slade system, where two or three lines
seemed to do the work of a dozen, and prettiness was a thing abhorred!
She remembered the lessons in theory and harmony, and trembled for her
friend's awakening. "Yes," she repeated. "Oh, of course; and then
there are other things besides lessons--a girl can make herself popular
by being pleasant and obliging, and the outdoor life is so fascinating.
Games every day, just as if you were boys, and each one trying to get
into a higher team, and as keen and enthusiastic as she can be. You
_will_ enjoy the games, Rhoda!"

"Now that's just one thing I wanted to talk to you about!" cried Rhoda
earnestly. "I'm glad you reminded me. Of course, tennis and croquet
are all right. I can play a _very_ good set, and beat most ladies at
croquet. One time this summer I made five hoops in one turn, and took
my partner with me, but of course I don't do that _every_ day of the
week. I'm all right for summer games, but winter is coming on, and I
shall have to play that horrid old hockey, and I haven't the remotest
idea how it is done. I've never seen a match, but you have, and I want
you to tell me all about it, so that I may know what to do, and not make
an idiot of myself. You went to the Betham ground when you were staying
there, and saw the girls' team play. Go on! Describe it! Tell me all
about it, and everything