Sethos, and Amunoph and Rameses, the second and third, were
all known and familiar to me; and I knew just where Shishak
had recorded his triumphs over the land of Judea. I wrote my
composition with the greatest delight. The only danger was
that I might make it too long.
One evening I was using the last of the light, writing in the
window recess of the school parlour, when I felt a hand laid
on my shoulders.
"You are so hard at work!" said the voice of Mlle. Genevieve.
"Yes, mademoiselle, I like it."
"Have you got all the books and all that you want?"
"Books, mademoiselle?" — I said, wondering.
"Yes; have you got all you want?"
"I have not got any books," I said; "there are none that I
want in the school library."
"Have you never been in Madame's library?"
"No, mademoiselle."
"Come!"
I jumped up and followed her, up and down stairs and through
halls and turnings, till she brought me into a pretty room
lined with books from floor to ceiling. Nobody was there.
Mademoiselle lit the gas with great energy, and then turned to
me, her great black eyes shining.
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