`` Dancing and French gloves . '' `` Well , I think Truth is a very silly play . Let 's have a sensible game of Authors to refresh our minds , '' proposed Jo . Ned , Frank , and the little girls joined in this , and while it went on , the three elders sat apart , talking . Miss Kate took out her sketch again , and Margaret watched her , while Mr. Brooke lay on the grass with a book , which he did not read . `` How beautifully you do it ! I wish I could draw , '' said Meg , with mingled admiration and regret in her voice . `` Why do n't you learn ? I should think you had taste and talent for it , '' replied Miss Kate graciously . `` I have n't time . '' `` Your mamma prefers other accomplishments , I fancy . So did mine , but I proved to her that I had talent by taking a few lessons privately , and then she was quite willing I should go on . Ca n't you do the same with your governess ? '' `` I have none . '' `` I forgot young ladies in America go to school more than with us . Very fine schools they are , too , Papa says . You go to a private one , I suppose ? '' `` I do n't go at all . I am a governess myself . '' `` Oh , indeed ! ''
said Miss XXXXX , but she might as well have said , `` Dear me , how dreadful ! ''
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