It hurt me dreadfully to go away; but I had been very ill.
They were afraid I should die and so Dr.McCabe--he was here when you arrived yesterday--insisted on my being sent to Europe.

A lady--Mrs.
Pereira--and my nurse Sarah Watson took me to Paris, to the convent school where I was to be educated.

It was all very strange, but the nuns were kind.

I liked their religion, and I got accustomed to the other little girls.

I had rooms of my own; and French friends of my father's visited me and took me out on half-holidays.