We used to sit on the big sofa on each side of him, while he told us stories, illustrating them by pencil or ink drawings as he went along. When we were thoroughly happy and amused with his stories, he used to pose us, and expose the plates before the right mood had passed... Being photographed was... a joy to us and not a penance as it is to most children. We looked forward to the happy hours in the mathematical tutor's room.
Alice (e irmãs)
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