Georgie was only a day pupil; he arrived in the morning, and if it was fine would ride away in the afternoon, on his pony.

The table was spread for teaa snowy cloth, the whitest of bread, the most delicious golden butter, the ham fresh cooked, as Georgie might be hungry, the thick cream, the silver teapot, polished for Georgie, and the bright flowers in the vase before her plate.

At such times Georgie was all affection for the little dressmaker.