After her death, my father sent me to school.

When he failed in business, I was obliged to leave, just as I had begun to learn and like it.

Besides, the girls found out that I was going away, because there was no money at home to pay the fees--and that mortified me.

There is more that I might tell you.

I have a reason for hating my recollections of the school--but I mustn't mention that time in my life which your goodness to me tries to forget." All that appealed to her, so simply and so modestly, in that reply, was not lost on Iris.