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If we hadn't come here, we wouldn't have met the beach dog, nor known Miss Connie, nor visited the Manor, nor be hunting for the Spanish chest!" Fran stopped, looking so comically aghast that Mrs. Thayne laughed as she kissed her. "So much depended upon a passing wish to take that little train!
"That boy's forwardness is getting insufferable!" exclaimed Mrs. Thoresby, sitting apart, with two or three others who had not joined the group about Dakie Thayne. "And why Captain Green should give him the bag always, I can't understand. It is growing to be a positive nuisance." Nobody out of the Thoresby clique thought it so.
"You haven't been in strange houses, inspecting rooms?" "Why, you told us to look for them, didn't you, Mother?" replied her astonished and literal daughter. "Roger was with me. It was perfectly all right." "I simply meant you to notice from the outside any attractive houses that advertised lodgings," explained Mrs. Thayne. "Well " she ended helplessly, "I suppose there's no harm done."
I don't know what it was nor how I knew it was lost but we were trying to find it." "That was odd. You must have read something that suggested it," Mrs. Thayne began, just as Fran and Roger came into the room, bursting with suppressed excitement. For a few moments they talked in a duet. "Mother, it's lovely over at St.
"That infant train is getting a move on." The two tore impetuously from the sitting-room. "Such energy!" Mrs. Thayne remarked with a sigh. "Will you lie down here, Win?" "No, I think I'll write a bit," replied her son. "I'm not so done up as you are, Mother." "Why Roger wasn't ill after the strange combination of food he ate at Winchester last evening is a miracle," remarked Mrs. Thayne.
He tied the donkey to an iron post and led the way into the interior. "This is the oldest part," he began shyly. "They do say this tower was built by Julius Caesar." "Gracious, that's some story!" whistled Roger, looking with all his might. "I believe it is true," said Mrs. Thayne. "Win, you were reading about the castle before we started." "Yes," said Win. "That's straight about Caesar.
"Well, I suppose Arctura Fish might 'like it' too," responded Rose, in a deadly quiet way now, that was the extreme of sarcasm. Ruth looked puzzled; as if she really considered what Rosamond suggested, not having thought of it before, and not quite knowing how to dispose of the thought since she had got it. Dakie Thayne was there; he sat holding some gold-colored wool for Mrs.
Fisher, "because his one thought was for you and Win, not to let you worry a moment longer." "Can't you get a boat and row out for him?" asked Estelle, seeing that Mrs. Thayne was unable to speak. "Poor dear boy, he must be cold and famished." "I'm off to Noirmont Point," replied Mr. Fisher briefly. "It shouldn't take long to pull over and back, provided that I pick up a boat quickly."
Frances and Edith became friends on the spot; Nurse, who might have proved a problem, took an instant fancy to delicate Win and started on a course of coddling that luckily amused Win quite as much as it satisfied Nurse. Blunt, downright Roger appealed especially to Estelle, who also found Mrs. Thayne charming. "Aren't we in luck, little sister?" she confided to Edith.
Dakie Thayne was making his way, with eyes alight and excited, down a side passage to his post. Then the two actors hurried once more into position; the stage was cleared by a whispered peremptory order; the bell rung once, the tent trembling with some one whisking further out of sight behind it, twice, and the curtain rose upon "Consolation."
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