I can remember Miss Temple walking lightly and rapidly along our drooping line, her plaid cloak, which the frosty wind fluttered, gathered close about her, and encouraging us, by precept and example, to keep up our spirits, and march forward, as she said, "like stalwart soldiers."
Mi rammento sempre la signorina Temple. Ella camminava leggiera e spedita lungo le file delle educande stanche, e con i precetti e con l'esempio ci incoraggiava a procedere come vecchi soldati.