The Well of Loneliness

They went to see the kind Mademoiselle Duphot, and this visit seemed momentous to Mary. She gazed with something almost like awe at the woman who had had the teaching of Stephen.

"Oh, but yes," smiled Mademoiselle Duphot, "I teached her. She was terribly naughty over her dictée; she would write remarks about the poor Henri -- très impertinente she would be about Henri! Stévenne was a queer little child and naughty -- but so dear, so dear -- I could never scold her. With me she done everything her own way."