“I’llwait，andinthemeantime，youcouldbelearningtolikeme。Woulditbeaveryhardlesson，dear？“
“NotifIchosetolearnit，but……“
“Pleasechoosetolearn，Meg。Iloveyoutoteach，andthisiseasierthanGerman，“brokeinJohn，gettingpossessionoftheotherhand，sothatshehadnowayofhidingherfaceashebenttolookintoit。
Histonewasproperlybeseeching，butstealingashylookathim，Megsawthathiseyesweremerryaswellastender，andthatheworethesatisfiedsmileofonewhohadnodoubtofhissuccess。Thisnettledher。AnnieMoffat’sfoolishlessonsincoquetrycameintohermind，andtheloveofpower，whichsleepsinthebosomsofthebestoflittlewomen，wokeupallofasuddenandtookpossessionofher。Shefeltexcitedandstrange，andnotknowingwhatelsetodo，followedacapriciousimpulse，and，withdrawingherhands，saidpetulantly，“Idon’tchoose。Pleasegoawayandletmebe!“
PoorMr。Brookelookedasifhislovelycastleintheairwastumblingabouthisears，forhehadneverseenMeginsuchamoodbefore，anditratherbewilderedhim。