you is always because I do love you. Do what I say. You see she has to live here, and you had better try to make the best of it." 

"She hates mamma and she hates me," I cried, unreasonably. 

"Now, my dear little lady," said Emma, "how can you possibly know that? You are not reasonable or patient; try to make the best of it. It is of no use for you to make an enemy of the new lady; if you do I am sure you will suffer for it." 

"Oh, Emma!" I cried, "why did she come; we were all so happy; we were all three so happy -- why did she come? I did not want any education, I am sure." 

"Pardon me, Miss Laura, but I think you do," said Emma, gravely. 

"The only thing I want to live for at all is to be with mamma," I said -- "to take care of her and try to make her happy. I do not want any other life than that." 

"But," said my nurse, and I have often thought since what sense lay in her words, "do you know, Miss Laura, that my lady, who is so clever herself, will want an educated companion? For her sake you must learn all you can." 

Those words gave me quite a new light. Why, of course I must; my mother was not only well educated, but she was also highly accomplished; she spoke French and German and had a very fair knowledge of Italian, whereas I had only just mastered the rudiments of English. New life, new ideas, new ambitions suddenly awoke within me, and, seeing her advantage, Emma pursued it. 

"I have heard," she said, "that my lady is wonderfully clever. You will be her companion and her constant comfort; you must know some of the things she does. Now, Miss Laura, make up your mind, dear; instead of making the lady your enemy, be quick and learn all she can teach you -- the sooner you know it all the sooner she will go." 

Ah, that was something like a reason for studying; I would learn lessons all day and all night to ensure her going. It must be a matter of years, but if by constant application I could shorten the time, even by one year, that was much. Then Emma gave me much sensible advice; above all, never to speak to mamma about Miss Reinhart. 

"You see, Miss Laura, if your dear mamma took curious fancies against this lady, how dreadful it would be. It would make her much worse, and we do not know what might happen. Whatever occurs, bear it all patiently or come to me." 

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