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Lysle," gruffed the surgeon with a professional air. "He is very ill. He must be kept wrapped in hot linseed poultices and " "Oh, I say, doctor," remonstrated poor O'Keefe, "I'm not that bad." "You're a very sick man," scowled the surgeon. "Now, Mrs. Lysle has graciously offered to help nurse you. She'll see that you have hot fomentations every half hour.
Then she added, "And even for her I cannot quite speak, although I believe the matter can be arranged. I have given you a large order to-day." "You have, Miss Lysle, and most faithfully will it be attended to." Martin took out his red silk handkerchief and mopped his forehead.
"It's the most marvelous school in the world," said Aneta with enthusiasm. "I do wish you would send Cicely and Merry there. They would have a good time." "Is your aunt in?" said Mr. Cardew, a little restlessly. "Oh yes; she'll be down in a minute." Lady Lysle now hurried into the room. "How do you do, Cyril?" she said. "I didn't expect to find you in town just now.
Aneta considered for a few minutes, and then said in a sad voice, "Very well." Lady Lysle looked at her once or twice during the long drive which followed. Aneta's little face was rather pale, but her eyes were full of subdued fire. She was determined to carry the day at any cost. James Martin abhorred the aristocracy so he said.
But one of the men had caught something on his fork and extracted it from the food on his plate. It was an overlooked wick. The men were on their feet instantly. "A light has broken upon us, or rather within us, Mrs. Lysle!" cried a self-selected spokesman. "Illuminating, isn't it, boys?" She laughed, then turned away, for the cheers and tears were very close together.
But when she saw Lady Lysle Lady Lysle, who hated her mother and before whom her mother trembled and shrank; Lady Lysle, who was Aneta's aunt she knew that Cicely and Merry might be most valuable aids to her in carrying out her campaign against Aneta, and would help her to establish herself once and for all as the most powerful and important person in Mrs. Ward's school.
Their poor father, he will feel parting with them; but I have no doubt that I shall receive them next September at this house." The thought had scarcely passed through her mind before there came a brisk ring at the front door, and Lady Lysle and Aneta were announced. "Oh, dear Mrs. Ward!" said Lady Lysle, speaking in her quick, impulsive manner, "have you seen my dear friend and cousin, Mr.
By-and-by Lady Lysle, looking slim and beautiful, wearing her becoming sables and her toque with its long black ostrich plume, appeared on the scene, and a minute later Davidson announced that the carriage was at the door. The two ladies stepped in, Aneta giving very careful directions to the driver. He expressed some astonishment at the address. "Laburnum Villa, Clapham!" he said.
"Yes, she is," replied Lady Lysle. Mr. Cardew felt at that moment that he hated Mrs. Ward. "She came to see me only last evening. She is leaving town to-morrow; but if by any chance you would like to go and see her, and thus judge of the school for yourself it would commit you to nothing, of course she will, I know, be at home all this morning." "Dear, dear!" said Mr. Cardew. "How very provoking!"
It was a relief, then, from her rather sombre musing at the ship's rail, when the major lightly placed both hands on her shoulders and said, "Grahamie has toddled off to the stateroom. The sea air is weighting down his eyelids." "Sea air?" laughed Mrs. Lysle. "Don't you believe it, Horace. The young monkey had been just scampering about the deck with the men until his little legs are tired out.
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