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"I really never heard anything like this before in the whole course of my life," said Miss Ramsay. "Mrs. Dolman did warn me to be prepared for much, but I never heard a Christian child speak in the way you are doing." "I isn't a Chwistian child," said Diana. "I is a heathen.
Look there! I cried, pointing to a great star which blazed through the window above the Prince's head. 'That is the Emperor's star. When it wanes, he will wane but not before. You would have been proud of me, my friends, if you could have seen and heard me, for I clashed my sabre as I spoke, and swung my dolman as though my regiment was picketed outside in the courtyard.
He could not understand why she said all this, for the whole room was clean, and Statira herself was beautifully dressed in the same dress that she had worn the night before, or one just like it; and after she had put up the window, 'Manda Grier said, "S'tira Dudley, do you want to kill yourself?" and ran and pulled aside the curtain in the corner, and took down the dolman from among other clothes that hung there, and threw it on Statira's shoulders, who looked as pretty as a pink in it.
"Please take me at once to my sister," said the little girl, with dignity. Mrs. Dolman hesitated for a moment. "Very well, Iris, on this occasion I will take you," she said.
William, I insist on your whipping this very bad little girl." "I don't care if you whip me," said Diana. She stood bolt upright now, but her round, flushed little face began perceptibly to pale. Mr. Dolman looked at her attentively, then he glanced at his wife, and then at the manuscript which lay on his desk.
Dolman, reading his wife's letter, and holding it close to his eyes, "'and yes, the cart for the luggage, as the children' um, um, um, that part is private, my dears." Mr. Dolman dropped his spectacles and nodded at the eager little group round the table. "Well," he continued, "I am glad mamma is coming home. I have really been quite bothered by the parishioners since she went away.
In the meantime, William, have you anything to propose about little Iris?" "Yes," answered Mr. Dolman. "There may not be much in my suggestion; but the fact is, I feel dreadfully restless, sitting here day after day, doing nothing." "William, what do you mean?" answered his wife. "Sitting here day after day, doing nothing! Have you not your parish to attend to?"
Iris sprang to her feet; she grew white to her lips. "Have you heard anything?" she asked. "No, my dear, nothing nothing whatever; only your uncle wishes to speak to you. Now, come at once, for he is not the sort of man to be kept waiting." Mrs. Dolman left the room and the children followed her. When they reached the study, Iris went straight up to her uncle.
Having got rid of Iris, she went immediately to have an interview with her husband in his study. "Well, William," she said, "I own myself beaten." "My dear Jane beaten? In what way?" "Here's a pretty mess," continued Mrs. Dolman; "Orion and Diana cannot be found, and Dr. Kent says that Iris is going to be very ill." "Iris going to be ill?" repeated Mr. Dolman. "Has she caught anything taking.
The swaggering vanity of the fellow amused me, for he cocked his busby, swung the blue dolman which hung from his shoulder, sat his horse, and clattered his scabbard in a manner which told of his boyish delight and pride in himself and his regiment.
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