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"My dear, she is charming, your little Swanhild! She is a born dancer and catches up everything with the greatest ease," said Madame Lechertier one autumn afternoon, when Sigrid at the usual time entered the big, bare room where the classes were held. She was dressed at madame's request in her pretty peasant costume, and Swanhild, also, had for the first time donned hers, which, unlike Sigrid's, was made with the shortest of skirts, and, as Madame Lechertier said, would prove an admirable dress for a pupil teacher.
"You think she will really be of use to you, Madame? " asked Sigrid, glancing to the far end of the big room, where the child was, for her own amusement, practicing a step which she had just learnt. "If she is no good we should not of course like her to take any money."