Chapter 4: Making a friend
The next morning we got up in the dark as before, but the water was frozen, so we could not wash.
It was freezing cold in all the rooms.
This time the porridge was not burnt, but I still felt hungry, as the quantity was so small.
I stayed in the bottom class, but noticed the girl that I had been talking to was in another class.
Her surname seemed to be Burns.
Teachers called girls by their surnames in this school.
Her class were studying history, and her teacher, Miss Scatcherd, appeared constantly annoyed by her.
'Burns, hold your head up, can't you!'
'Burns, don't stand like that!'