Go, now, and put on
another apron. You have to be orderly and neat at mealtimes."
Cornelli departed.
"The child certainly obeys you--that is something," said Miss Grideelen.
"Since you told her to, she always comes to table properly washed."
"That is true. But she has the most unheard-of manners," replied Miss
Dorner.
"How shall one get rid of those and start the child on the right path?
I must ask you to help her in the morning, Miss Mina. Please comb her
hair smoothly and part it the way I told you to."
"I did it, Miss Dorner, and I do it every morning," she answered, quite
hurt. "Cornelli's hair is just like bristles and it is very hard to
braid. When she jumps it all gets tangled again and she jumps every
moment."
Cornelli now came back and ate her soup. Her seat was beside her cousin
and faced the other lady.
"What is sticking to your dress here?" asked Miss Dorner, looking with
disgust at the little skirt. Something was really hanging from the
bottom. "Can this be hay or straw? It certainly does not look orderly.
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