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Patricia decided to wait down by the gate explanations were such tiresome things. Then, in a few moments, far down the quiet village street she caught sight of a familiar gig, duly attended by old Cæsar, the pointer. The gig was quite close now. Patricia's heart gave a great jump, then seemed to stand quite still. She hadn't come! There was a lady in the gig with Daddy; but
Without stopping in the hall to talk over the ride with the others who had enjoyed it, she bounded up the stairs, and soon was in her room. Vera stopped Dorothy to ask if Nancy was ill. "No, oh, no!" Dorothy answered, as she followed Nancy up the stairway. Vera's question, and Dorothy's hasty reply reached Patricia's ears.
"I should like awfully to go," said Adrien eagerly. "We might, for a few minutes, Mother? Of course, Patricia should be in bed, really." Poor Patricia's face fell. "It is no place for any of you," said the mother, decidedly. "Just think of that mixed multitude! And you, Patricia, you should be in bed." "But oh, Mamma, dear," wailed Patricia, "I can rest all day to-morrow."
Afterwards, when Alice had reluctantly disappeared, unexpectedly Sally found herself seated as if she were a child in Aunt Patricia's lap and listening to a very wise and tender conversation, one she was never to forget, from a woman of deep and broad experience.
The aunt was very glad of the money paid for Patricia's board, so every one concerned seemed satisfied. Surely Patricia was having but little training, but who was there to complain? Being away from home had one decided advantage, Patricia thought.
From being what amounted to auxiliaries in these actions the new troops became hardened to actual fighting conditions. For this reason the personnel of the British troops on this part of the line was changed frequently. This was especially true at Hooge. Princess Patricia's Canadian Regiment occupied the Château and village of Hooge on May 8, 1915.
"You've toiled and moiled on chickens and sculpture and candy and boarders and everything just to be able at last to be a real singer. I don't see what there is to be a cry-baby about now." Patricia's merry peal rang out wholesomely and she caught Judith by her slim shoulders and gave her a playful shake. "It takes Ju to show up our little mistakes, doesn't it, Mrs. Nat?" she cried gayly.
But Patricia's manner was not at all offensive. Her big eyes were as frank as her words, but they glistened with kindliness and good nature, and it was evident the girl had no doubt at all of her aunt's reply, for she straightway begun to take off her hat. The invalid had kept her eyes sternly fastened upon her young niece ever since the beginning of the interview.
Constance felt Rosamond's head and listened to her heart in quite a professional manner. Then she disappeared for a moment and came back with a thermometer and an alcohol bottle. "Get some hot water ready for me," she said in a business-like way that won Patricia's confidence. "I think it's an attack of the grippe, but I'm not sure yet."
The matter lay in Patricia's hands, little as either she or Christopher suspected it, and poor Patricia was hampered by a power of tradition and a lack of complete faith of Christopher's view of her inherited trouble.
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