Let me get into your bed and I will give you your first lesson now." So with that she skipped into my father's place and drew the great red cloak about her.
"Now then, first position," she commanded, clapping her hands like a Sultana, "your feet together.

Draw back your left--so.

Very well! Bend the knee--stupid, not that one.

Now your head.

If I have to come to you, sir--there, that is better.