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When the Maybrights returned home from their disastrous picnic at Troublous Times Castle, Maggie and George brought up the rear. In consequence of their being some little way behind the others, Maggie did not at once know of the fact of Flower's disappearance with the baby.
I am thirteen years old, and David is eight. Father sent us away because after mother died there was no one to take care of us." A sigh of intense interest and sympathy fell from the lips of all the young Maybrights. "Come upstairs, Flower; we know quite well how to be sorry for you," said Helen. She took the strange girl's hand, and led her up the broad staircase. "I'll stay below," said David.
She says she's a Maybright, and they don't tell lies. Three cheers for the Maybrights, if they are all like Fly, say I! Well, the little love won't tell, and Mrs. Cameron is fit to dance, and what does she do but gets leave from Dr. Strong to see your father, and she's going to drag Fly before him at three o'clock to-day, and make a fine story of what happened.
The Maybrights were heard of through a mutual friend, and Flower was reconciled to the thought of leaving the land and home of her birth because she was told she was going to another mother. She dried her eyes at this thought, and was tolerably cheerful during the voyage over. On reaching England the news of Mrs. Maybright's death was broken to her.
"We have not been brought up like the Maybrights," she said. "Oh, yes, we could tell a lie; we were not brought up to be particular about good things, or to avoid bad things. We were brought up well, just anyhow." Polly stole up to Flower and kissed her. "I am glad you have come to learn of my father," she said. "Now do tell me what we are to do for poor, poor Fly.
Oh, yes, we have heaps and heaps of faults; we can tease, we can be passionate, and idle, and selfish; but being Maybrights, being the children of our own father and mother, we can't lie. The fact is, we'd be afraid to." Helen's blue eyes were full of tears. "Bravo! Helen!" said Polly, going up to her sister and kissing her.
There was a delicious pause, then the Doctor said, quietly: "In short, Maria, you have never come across such absolutely wicked children as the Maybrights and Dalrymples?" "No, Andrew never! never!" "It is lucky they are not your children?" "Thank Heaven!" "Would it not be well to leave them to me? I am accustomed to them."
I hear the tramp of my poor people. This is their morning, you remember." Polly kissed her father, and quietly left the room. "See if I'm not good after that," she murmured. "Wild horses shouldn't drag me into naughtiness after what father has just said." All the young Maybrights, with the exception of the baby, were collected in the morning-room. It was the middle of October.
Again Flower stormed and raged; she gave poor little David a dreadful night, but in the morning her tears were dried, her smile had returned, and she went down to Sleepy Hollow with the Doctor in fairly good spirits. The young Maybrights were all on their best behavior Flower was on hers, and until the day of the picnic all went well.
"Children," said Helen, coming forward at once, "do you know anything about Scorpion's loss, anything? Now, I am going to ask you each singly; as you answer you can leave the room. Polly, I begin with you." One by one the Maybrights and Flower answered very clear and emphatic "No's" to Helen's question, and one by one they retired to wait for their companions in the passage outside.
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