Paula the Waldensian - Eva Lecomte

And Paula kept her promise.
One morning, Teresa usually not at all inquisitive, could not seem to
keep her eyes off a certain little group who were engaged in moving out of
one of the "Red Cottages" across the road. More than once she paused in her
work of tidying up the house to peer out of one window or another.
"That's the very best of all the 'Red Cottages,' and they're moving out of
it" remarked Teresa finally.
"Of what importance is that?" I said to her rather sharply. I was washing
windows, and that task always made me irritable.
"I've got a certain idea!" Teresa said.
"Tell me your big idea," I said.
"No! You go ahead and wash your windows. I'll tell you tomorrow."
The next day I had forgotten Teresa and her "idea." As I started for
school she called after me, "Tell Mademoiselle Virtud, your teacher, that I
want to see her just as soon as possible I have to speak to her about
something."
In a flash I remembered what had happened the day before, and I
guessed at once her secret.
"Teresa!" I cried, "I've got it now! You want Mademoiselle Virtud to
occupy the house across the road. Oh, that'll be just wonderful!"
Teresa tried to put on her most severe air, but failed completely.
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