"We can both listen, you saucy puss," said Marguerite, drawing a
pair of pretty ottomans close to the sofa on which Helen sat.
"Indeed I am not going to listen--I can't wait--I am going to ask
questions, and then we will hear more in the prescribed time--as the
teachers say.
"As you wish," said Helen, patting the mass of golden curls that
were as antagonistic to all order as the fair head they adorned.
"Did you go often to the House, Helen? Now for my questions.
"Yes, I went when there was anything worth going to hear."
"And I suppose that was not often."
"Hard on the M.P.P.'s, Josie," said Marguerite, smiling.
"Not half hard enough!" said the girl, vehemently. "They go there
and sit and have a good time at the expense of the Province,
and show off a little with a passage-at-arms now and then that
suggests more of a gladiatorial arena than that of a body of august
law-givers!"
"Oh, mercy! hear the girl!" cried Marguerite, raising her hands in
tender appeal.
"I tell you it's the truth; I will ask Helen if it is not so," cried
the speaker turning to the latter for answer.
"I must confess that to a certain extent Josie is not far astray.
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