Laurie didn’t seem to know where to begin, but Jo’s eager questions soon set him going, and he told her how he had been at school in Vevay, where the boys never wore hats and had a fleet of boats on the lake, and for holiday fun went on walking trips about Switzerland with their teachers. “Don’t I wish I’d been there!” cried Jo. “Did you go to Paris?” “We spent last winter there.” “Can you talk French?” “We were not allowed to speak anything else at Vevay.” “Do say some! I can read it, but can’t pronounce.” “Quel n…
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