She is not allowed to draw, and of course the permission to do so will be delightful." "Not allowed to draw ?" exclaimed Reine in astonishment.
"Nell, how strangely you put things!" said Phyllis.

"Father warned her not to squander her time in drawing, while she has so much need to study." Nell shrugged her shoulders.

"Put it as you like, Phyllis," she said; "Hetty is a born artist, and she is going to be thrust into the harness of a governess." "It is well neither father nor mother is in the room," said Phyllis.
"They would be much grieved to hear you make such a speech.

I don't know where you get such ideas." "I don't know," said Nell; "they come to me sometimes." Reine listened in silence while she studied the drawings more closely.
She was something of an artist herself, and had a cultivated taste; and a keen interest in the orphan girl who had a talent like this, and could not be allowed to draw, was springing up within her.
Nell soon danced off to tell Hetty what was required of her.
"Miss Gaythorne wants you to make a design for her, of the size and style of this, and you can use any flowers or foliage you please.

Mother hopes Miss Davis will allow you time to do it." Hetty felt a rush of delight, which made the colour mount to her forehead.
"Thank you, dear Nell," she said; "I know it is you who have got me this piece of good fortune.