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If Miss Tredgold found out, might she not also find out more? What was she to do? "What am I to do, Verena?" she said on the afternoon of that same day. "What do you mean, Paulie? Your arm is better, is it not?" "Yes; it doesn't hurt quite so much. But how can I wear the new blouse to-night?" "Would it not be wiser," said Verena, "if you were to tell Aunt Sophy that you have burnt your arm?
Nancy's rapture, therefore, when she was able to bring Pauline to The Hollies could scarcely be suppressed. Amy and Becky Perkins were standing in the old porch when the two girls appeared. Nancy called out to her friends, and they ran to meet her. "This is Paulie," said Nancy; "in other words, Pauline Dale Pauline Dale, the aristocrat. We ought to be proud to know her, girls.
They were both straightforward by nature, upright and noble, and were already benefiting by the discipline which had at last come into their lives. The glories of the birthday which was so near were already beginning to shed some of their rays over Pauline, and her sisters felt themselves quite honored by her company. "To think," said Briar, "that you are really only Paulie!
"Oh, aunty, aunty! who is this coming up the path? Here she is Paulie herself; and Nancy is following her, and there is Farmer King. They have entered by the wicket-gate and are coming up through the plantation. Oh, look, look! And she is well. I know by the way she walks, by the way she runs, by the way she smiles. She is as well as ever she was in all her life."
A week hence they will hear of our disappearance in Baltimore, and Paulie will know her own heart at last. I may not regret this if I escape with life, for well I know we are like to come back as men from the dead." "Why do you speak of death, La Salle?" said a voice in good and even polished French; and La Salle, turning, found that Regnar stood beside him.
For Verena had absolutely vanished. She stood in the cupboard, and Pauline from the bed heard a rustle. The rustling grew louder, and Pauline wondered what it meant. A moment later Verena, her face as red as a turkey-cock, came out. "Paulie," she said "Paulie, there is no good going on like this. You have got to explain. You have got to get a load off your mind.
"But what unpleasant subjects can there be? I don't understand you, Paulie. I cannot think of anything specially unpleasant to talk of now." "You are a bit of a goose, you know," replied Pauline with a smile. "Am I? I didn't know it. But what are the subjects we are not to talk about?" "Oh, you must know!
"Oh, making it so that you squirm and tingle and your heart goes pit-a-pat," replied Nancy. "There! I'm not going to talk any more. If you won't tell me why you came, I suppose you will come into the other room and have some dinner?" "I won't. I'm going home. As Paulie didn't send you a message, are you going to make it hot for her?" "That I am.
"Not a bit of you. I never saw a more ruddy, healthy-looking little girl in the whole course of my life." "I wonder what I could do to be paled down," thought Penelope to herself; but she did not speak her thought aloud. "I mustn't tell Aunt Sophy, that is plain. I must keep all I know about Paulie dark for the present. There's an awful lot.
"You have guessed it," said Pauline. "I expect we're all wicked for that matter; but we can say our prayers, can't we?" "Yes," said Pauline, and now her lips trembled and the color faded from her cheeks. "Let us say them together." "By-and-by," said Pen. "We needn't say our prayers yet. It will be some time afore the water will touch us; won't it, Paulie?"
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