You ought to have been there fully a quarter of an hour ago." Lulu was a little frightened, and obeyed at once.
"You are late, Lulu.

You must try to be more punctual in future," Elsie said in a tone of mild rebuke, as the little girl sat down at her desk.
"I don't care if I am," she muttered, insolently.
Rose darted at her a look of angry astonishment, Gracie looked shocked, and little Walter said, "It's very, _very_ naughty to speak so to my mamma." But Elsie did not seem to have heard; her face still wore its usual sweet, placid expression.

Lulu thought she had not heard, but found out her mistake when she went forward to recite.

She was told in a gentle, quiet tone, "You are not my pupil, to-day, Lulu," and returned to her seat overwhelmed with embarrassment and anger.
No further notice was taken of her by any one excerpt Gracie, who now and then stole a troubled, half-pitying look at her, until Mr Dinsmore came to hear the Latin lessons.
Lulu had sat idly at her desk nursing her anger and discontent, her eyes on the book open before her, but her thoughts elsewhere, so was not prepared for him.
She was frightened, but tried to hide it, made an attempt to answer the first question put to her, but broke down in confusion.
He asked another; she was unable to answer it; and with a frown he said, "I perceive that you know nothing about your lesson to-day.

Why have you not learned it ?" "Because I didn't want to," muttered the delinquent.
Rosie opened her eyes wide in astonishment.