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Carmina's mind was still not quite at ease. "Yes but you were in pain," she said. "You curious child! I am not in pain now." "Will you make me comfortable, Frances? Give me a kiss." "Two, my dear if you like." She kissed Carmina on one cheek and on the other. "Now leave me to write," she said. Carmina left her. The drive ought to have been a pleasant one, with Zo in the carriage.
Carmina asked in dismay. "He may only have heard you playing." Offering this hopeful suggestion, Miss Minerva felt no doubt, in her own mind, that Mr. Le Frank was perfectly well acquainted with Carmina's opinion of him. It was easy enough to understand that he should himself inform the governess of an incident, so entirely beyond the reach of his own interference as the flight of Zo.
After opening it, she paused and looked back into the room. "Have you thought of what I told you, last night?" she asked. Sorely as they had been tried, Carmina's energies rallied at this. "I have done my best to forget it!" she answered. "At Miss Minerva's request?" Carmina took no notice of the question. Mrs. Gallilee persisted. "Have you had any communication with that person?"
And don't forget, dear, that I have another friend besides your mother the best and kindest of friends to take care of me." Ovid heard this with some surprise. "A friend in my mother's house?" he asked. "Certainly!" "Who is it?" "Miss Minerva." "What!" His tone expressed such immeasurable amazement, that Carmina's sense of justice was roused in defence of her new friend.
"I wonder whether my son was afraid to trust us?" was all Mrs. Gallilee said. It was the chance guess of a wandering mind but it had hit the truth. Kept in ignorance of Carmina's illness by the elder members of the family, at what other conclusion could Ovid arrive, with Zo's letter before him? After a momentary pause, Mrs. Gallilee went on. "I suppose I may keep the telegram?" she said.
I shall not think the worse of you for obeying your orders." "I'd rather lose my place, Miss, than get you into trouble." The woman spoke truly, Carmina's sweet temper had made her position not only endurable, but delightful: she had been treated like a companion and a friend.
Zo whispered, when Marceline returned by the servants' entrance. "It's safe in the post, dear. Now tell me what you saw yesterday, when you were hidden in Miss Carmina's bedroom." The tone in which she spoke implied a confidential agreement. With honourable promptitude Zo, perched on her friend's knee, exerted her memory, and rewarded Marceline for posting her letter to Ovid.
"I am afraid I have not made myself understood," she resumed. "I am afraid I have been very stupid," Miss Minerva confessed. Resigning herself to circumstances, Mrs. Gallilee put the adjourned question under a new form. "We were speaking of Mr. Le Frank as a teacher, and of my niece as a pupil," she said. "Have you been able to form any opinion of Carmina's musical abilities?"
After meeting her in the hall at Fairfield Gardens, he really believed Carmina's illness to have been assumed as a means of keeping out of his way. If a friend had said to him, "But what reason have you to think so?" he would have smiled compassionately, and have given that friend up for a shallow-minded man. He stole out again, and listened, undetected, at their door.
If I can make your life here a little happier, as time goes on, I shall be only too glad to do it." She put her long yellow hands on either side of Carmina's head, and kissed her forehead. The poor child threw her arms round Miss Minerva's neck, and cried her heart out on the bosom of the woman who was deceiving her. "I have nobody left, now Teresa has gone," she said.
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