[Pg 61]"If I had only some smelling salts," she began.
The children disappeared in as frantic haste to be off as they were a few minutes ago to arrive.
Mrs. Freeman took her unwilling hand, led her into Miss Patience's dull little sitting room, which only[Pg 63] looked out upon the back yard, and, shutting the door behind her, left her to her own meditations.
Mrs. Freeman went over and drew back the curtains.A loud booming sound filled the air.
"Don't do that, Bridget," said Miss Patience; "you are disturbing me."Mrs. Freeman could be austere as well as kind, and Mrs. Freeman was ten times more loved than Miss Delicia."Will you have some fruit?" she said coldly, laying[Pg 14] a restraining hand as she spoke on the girl's beflowered and embroidered dress.
"Yes, my love, or she would not be returning."
Mrs. Freeman breathed a sigh of relief.