"I wish something would happen " sighed Norah. "If it were something nice," corrected Lettice. "Lots of things happen every day, but they are mostly disagreeable. Getting up, for instance, in the cold, dark mornings-and practising-and housework, and getting ready for stupid old classes-I don't complain of having too little to do. I want to do less, and to be able to amuse myself more."