By the way , are you free , maiden ? ' ` Oh , quite , ' said Una . ` At least , till tea-time ; and in summer our governess does n't say much if we 're late . ' The young man laughed again -- a proper understanding laugh . ' I see , ' said he . ` That accounts for your being in the wood . We hid among the cliffs . ' ` Did you have a governess , then ? ' ` Did we not ? A Greek , too . She had a way of clutching her dress when she hunted us among the gorse-bushes that made us laugh . Then she 'd say she 'd get us whipped . She never did , though , bless her ! Aglaia was a thorough sportswoman , for all her learning . ' ` But what lessons did you do -- when -- when you were little ? ' ` Ancient history , the Classics , arithmetic and so on , ' he answered . ` My sister and I were thick-heads , but my two brothers -LRB- I 'm the middle one -RRB- liked those things , and , of course , Mother was clever enough for any six . She was nearly as tall as I am , and she looked like the new statue on the Western Road -- the Demeter of the Baskets , you know . And funny ! Roma Dea !
How XXXXX could make us laugh ! '
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