He yawned a good deal over his reading, and was quite sure several times that h-a-y spelt "ham," and s-a-w spelt "was," but still, on the whole, he got through very well.

Milly wrote her copy, then she learnt some verses of a poem called "Lucy Gray," and last of all mother found her a big map of Westmoreland, the county in which the mountains are, and they had a most delightful geography lesson.

Mother pretended to take Milly a drive all about the mountains, and made her find out their names, and the names of the towns and the lakes, beginning with Lake Windermere.

Olly was interested too, for Mrs.Norton told them a great many things about the places, and made quite a story out of it.
[Illustration: "He was quite sure that h-a-y spelt 'ham' and s-a-w spelt 'was.'"] "Why, mother, I never could go all that long way all at once--_really_, could I ?" asked Milly, when they had been all round the mountains, in and out and round about.
"No, Milly, not quite," said Mrs.Norton, laughing, "but it's very easy to go a long way in a pretendy drive.

It would only take us about ten minutes that way to get to the other side of the world." "How long would it take really ?" asked Olly.
"About three months." "If we could fly up, and up, ever so far," said Olly, standing on tiptoe, and stretching out his little arms as high as they would reach, "it wouldn't take us long.