lumbers by Laura Everett, who sh
e are all in such a state of confusion and anxi
samund, sitting up in bed
kfast anyhow this morning, for nothing is in or
Laura; don't kee
ane, of
riend
you. She said you were very queer when she came in here last night, and didn't show a
in d
er friend. But now things were changed. Jane Denton was the heroine of the hour. No one else in the whole of that house was thought of in comparison with Jane. For the symptoms of the night before had developed in a most aggravating way. She had grown worse and worse; in short, she was so alarmingly ill that
ura, who sat down on the edge of her bed. "You
with tears, and Laura
said that, instead of going to bed, you were making a most awful noise, reciting poetry to yourself in two distinct voices, and that an extraordinary noise came from under the bed,
until early morning; and now the whole school knows, and what is to be d
," said Rosa
ou mustn't think of yourse
me, please, Laura. What a horrible creature I have been! Oh
go into her room, or to have anything whatever to do with her. You mustn't disobey orders. A trained nurse is coming, and will be here in a very short time. Perhaps there will be two nurses. They are g
. She had never expressed herself so
Lucy and the other girls, all looking pale and anxiou
ss, heartless creature awake yet? Is
wish just at present, when we are in such anx
oice sudd
anted she knew not what. As a matter of fact, he was not to be found, for h
light-blue eyes and gentle smile, was seen passing the window. The Professor wa
have come!" said Lucy, her own littl
girl who is so dreadfully ill.-Lucy, dear, your father is particularly anxious that you should come-yes, and all the rest of you, for that matter. I can squeeze you all in; but I cannot manage the governesses, that is the only thing. All the rest-every single one of you-must come. Rosamund, you, of course; and, Laura,
it, and her firm voice confidence. It seemed in a minute to those agitated and unhappy girls that
ad, in fact, followed Mrs. Brett and the Professor up from the station. He saw Rosamund, and recognized her as the gir
the young ladies
ad she been in her own thoughts that she had positively hardly
e you upon your pow
Lucy's eyes were
" said the doctor,
amund Cunliffe,
ung ladies to shame. She was walking abroad this morning
rning pale. The Professor looked at her. Suddenly R
k to you, and a
, my dear,"
urned to
Dartford," he said. "She proposes that they should return with her immediately. Then the hous
then, young ladies, the sooner you pack up the better. You needn't take a great many things; they can be sent to you afterwards. The great thing is
hink of that at first. We know how particularly kind Mr. Singleton is. But there are his own childr
ect of whys and wherefores the better.-Run upstairs, my dears, and get ready.-I will not even see my dea
ve full directions, and my assistant will come out to see the patient this evening.-Now, if you will kindly allow me t
me of the nervousness of most of the girls. But Mrs. Brett, or
nough and to spare in my house for every one of you-room e
rather to the surprise of the others, elec
ake a walk at so early an hour in the
and I heard her reciting poetry in two voices, and then I heard her throw her voice into a distant part of the room, so that you might almost imagine that she was a ventriloqui
but the energy of the young is sometimes misdirected. When dear Rosamund comes to stay with me I will
or her friend, her knowledge of what had happened the night before, her ever-increasing dislike to Lu
hed the Profes
ned and faced the other girls.-"Before I decide to g
or my poor dear husband has no end of things for me to attend to to-day, and the moment we get to Dartford we shall have to bustle about, I can tell you. There'll be no time for whims and fancies, or even for lessons; for there is to be
may I speak to you?-Mrs. Brett, if you are in a hurry, I will fol
the arm, and leading him into the study, shut
ly naughty. I have bro
gotten Rosamund's transgression of the previous Sunday. He did not
ith whims and fancies. If so, please transfer them to a more convenient season. I am harassed about my books, my-my dear w
wish to leave. I should like to
ess. What we require you to do is to leave the house before you are infected
rain the other day. She had dropped her pencil and was trying to find it. I told her not to do it, and even dra
e that little circumstance to my wife. Not that it matters, after all, how we get our diseases; the thin
t, and she was hungering for me, and you had forbidden me to go to her. So last night, after I came to bed, she was in my room. She had got in by the window. Oh, don't look at me with those startled eyes! I do not wish her to be blamed, and I was not to blame when I found her there, for I did mean to keep my word of honor. She begged of me to lock the door, but I refused; and I think I was almost inducing her to leave the house, and to go home, when Lucy burst into the room. Lucy came to fetch something for Mrs. Merriman-something that Jane wanted-and Irene was under the bed like a flash. It was she who made that noise that Lucy attributed to me. Then afterwards I felt reckless, and I did lock the door, a
Professor, burst into tears. Now, no one ever had higher principles than Professor Merriman, but no man ever had a greater horror of tears. He could not bear what Rosamund had told him; he c
did wrong. Do you wish to go with Mrs. Brett
s. Brett. I will go to Lady Jane; for there is one p
ell you that after your recent conduct I
proud step, but there was some