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There wouldn't have been if the two bears had known where it was. 'Mr. Falkirk was fearfully growly this morning, said Wych Hazel. 'And every time he growled Gotham grumbled. So I had a fusillade. Where is your fruit, Byo? 'There was none brought in yesterday, Miss Wych, I'm sorry to say. 'None at all in the house? 'There's a basket in your room, my dear; but of course'
So, with my free hand I unfastened it I don't know how I ever did it! said the girl, excitedly, 'unless, as Byo says, mamma's prayers were round me! but I slipped the cloak from my shoulders and tore away my other hand, and sprang into the woods. They could almost hear her heart beat, as she sat there. 'Into the woods alone! cried Mr. Falkirk.
Then with a profound reverence the young officer moved away, and Wych Hazel entered the side door. She came on along the passage singing; trilling out the gay little lullaby by virtue of which Mrs. Bywank had long ago earned her name. 'Byo, bye! baby bye! Byo, bye, little baby! Byo, byo, byo, byo' 'Where are you, Byo dear? she said, opening the door. Then stopped short in undoubted surprise. 'Mr.
'Why did they ever call me so, Byo? I think it hangs over me like a fate. Could they find no other name for their little brown baby but that? I can no more help being a witch, than I can help breathing. The old housekeeper stroked the young head tenderly, softly parting and smoothing down the hair. 'They liked the name, my dear, she said.
'Do you mean that the wedding ceremony is to be performed? 'It sounds so, to me, said Mrs. Bywank. "Well, my dear," said I, "then I say this. No man who has been through the motions in earnest with one woman, ought to go them over in play with another." 'She looked up again, one of her pretty, grave looks; and said slowly, as if she was thinking out her words: "Maybe you are right, Byo.
'Miss Wych, she began after a while, 'my dear, you have had no breakfast. 'I want none. 'But you will have some lunch? 'No. 'My dear, you must, said Mrs. Bywank. 'You will be sick, Miss Wych. 'Don't you say "must" to me, Byo! said the girl impetuously. But then she started up and flung her arms round Mrs.
'I have had the opportunity. But you look altogether too comfortable here, you and Mrs. Bywank! As for me, I have been breakfasting with two bears, and had nearly forgotten how civilization acts. 'My dear! said Mrs. Bywank. 'Not "breakfasting" when you were coming here, Miss Wych? 'Not much, Byo, to say the truth. I gave Mr. Falkirk his coffee hot and hot.
But Hazel did not go to Beacon Hill, in any fashion nor on any day; and it is to be hoped Jeannie Deans was less restless than she. 'Miss Wych my dear! said Mrs. Bywank in remonstrance; 'if you cannot sit still, why don't you go out? You are just wearing yourself pale in the house; and why, I do not see. 'Nobody sees said the girl with a long breath. 'My wings are clipped, Byo, that is all.
'Run away, she said, 'and say I am coming. I must go, Byo if Mr. Rollo will excuse me. And as he came to see you, I suppose he will! But Mr. Rollo went away without his luncheon, after all. The very night after this affair of the ticket, came a 'German, pure and simple, at one of the far-off houses of the neighbourhood.
'My dear! Mrs. Bywank said again. 'I think you shouldn't talk so, Miss Wych. 'Very likely not, said Hazel. But if ever I am a real runaway, Byo, it will be for the sake of choosing my own ruler. So you can remember. 'Miss Wych Mrs. Bywank began, gravely. Hazel came and flung herself down on the floor, and laid her head on the old housekeeper's lap. 'O, I know! she said.