"I'm much obleeged," she said, and while she was not ungracious,
her manner indicated her belief that she could take care of
herself. And Miss Anne felt uncomfortably that this extraordinary
young person was steadily measuring her from head to foot. June
saw the smart close-fitting gown, the dainty little boots, and the
carefully brushed hair. She noticed how white her teeth were and
her hands, and she saw that the nails looked polished and that the
tips of them were like little white crescents; and she could still
see every detail when she sat at her window, looting down at the
old mill. She SAW Mr. Hale when he left, the young lady had said;
and she had a headache now and was going home to LIE down. She
understood now what Hale meant, on the mountainside when she was
so angry with him. She was learning fast, and most from the two
persons who were not conscious what they were teaching her. And
she would learn in the school, too, for the slumbering ambition in
her suddenly became passionately definite now. She went to the
mirror and looked at her hair--she would learn how to plait that
in two braids down her back, as the other school-girls did. She
looked at her hands and straightway she fell to scrubbing them
with soap as she had never scrubbed them before. As she worked,
she heard her name called and she opened the door.

"Yes, mam!" she answered, for already she had picked that up in
the school-room.

"Come on, June, and go down the street with me."

"Yes, mam," she repeated, and she wiped her hands and hurried
down. Mrs. Crane had looked through the girl's pathetic wardrobe,