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She wound a veil around her head and they stole through the hall when it was deserted and went scuddering through the Park. It was a cloudy afternoon, not one to go out for pleasure, and then everybody had wanted to go down town. Mrs. Trenham lived in the corner house. There was a garden space between, then a high fence. Phillipa rang the bell. A rather unkempt, middle-aged woman answered it.
I have a number of errands to do, and I'll surely see you on Sunday." She had taken a few steps, then she turned and said: "Lilian, do not mention meeting me today; I ask it as a favor. I will explain it all to you. Trust me." What did it mean? Was Claire ill? She had never seen Miss Trenham so confused. Evidently she could not have her come to the house. Lilian felt curiously dismal.
Then I walked around to the rear but saw no one. I had a fair glance at your face, I think I cannot be mistaken." Lilian was speechless with amazement. "I met Miss Trenham at the side of the park and we walked together a short distance. Believe it or not, I went to no one's house." "It is important for us to know the truth on account of the terrible ending," said Mrs. Barrington gravely.
Nearly the whole population encamps on the bank of the river, and the people are employed in drawing out the salt in bullock-waggons. This salt is crystallised in great cubes, and is remarkably pure: Mr. Trenham Reeks has kindly analysed some for me, and he finds in it only 0.26 of gypsum and 0.22 of earthy matter.
She wanted to see some pretty things Claire was making for Christmas, but before she reached the corner she saw Edith Trenham coming rapidly from her mother's, so she halted. "Oh, Lilian don't go. You can't see Claire " "Is she ill?" in affright. "No, no, only come with me to the druggist; I can't tell you just now oh, I'll write you a note. You cannot go there this week.
"You are blest in your daughter," said Mrs. Trenham. "She is so bright and eager and vigorous, and has so much character. Well, I have Edith who has always been a great comfort, and I suppose one gets used to a burden when it is a pleasant one. Claire is very loving and we try to keep all sad things from her." Lilian thought it a delightful afternoon.
But if she were like Mrs. Trenham, and the change would not be so very great, she mused. Miss Nevins avoided her for the next few days. Lilian did not seem to notice it. Mrs. Barrington called the girls together one evening. "Young ladies," she began, "I have a plan to lay before you. There have always been some Hallowe'en plays and tricks that often seem both childish and reprehensible.
Trenham Reeks of the Museum of Economic Geology; it consists of carbonate of lime in abundance, of sulphate and muriate of lime, and of muriate and sulphate of soda. The carbonate of lime is obviously derived from the shells; and common salt is so abundant in parts of the bed, that, as before remarked, the univalves are often filled with it.
For you must know I can never get about or do things like other children. I draw and I paint over pictures, and I have an autoharp, and a beautiful big doll that I make believe is alive and we go traveling. Edith reads about journeys." Mrs. Trenham had been adding a few last touches to the table which had been mostly prepared in the morning, the real cooking having been done the day before.
Lilian had seen very little of her friend, Miss Trenham, through the week, though every day she had been the recipient of a note of sympathy and affection. She came in on Saturday afternoon. "My dear girl," she began, "so many unusual events have happened to you that one must needs use both congratulations and condolences.
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