I am mighty glad that Paula's a girl and not a disagreeable boy
like you."
"Oh, keep your Paula, much do I care!" replied Louis.
"Come, come," exclaimed Rosa, "what's the good of fighting over this poor
girl Paula whom neither of you have ever seen!"
"It's Louis' fault!"
"No, it's Lisita's!"
"It's the two of you! If Paula could see the way you quarrel I'm sure she
would not want to come. I hope she will love us all and we must all of us
love her also, because she's not only an orphan, but she's a niece of our
poor dear, dead mother."
Rosa knew well how to bring about peace. One word about our mother was
enough.
"See here, Lisita," and Rosa drew me toward her, "I see that you haven't
the slightest desire to study tonight, so close your book, and if you get
up early tomorrow morning I'll help you. Do you know what I would do now if
I were you."
"What?"
"I'd go and see Catalina, You know that she does not like to be alone all
of the afternoon, and I think Teresa has gone out If I didn't have so much
to do I'd see her myself. Now, look out you don't make too much noise.
Catalina has a terrible headache today."
"All right. I'm off!" I said.
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