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Upstairs in Prissie's room there were two beds. One was small; in this she herself slept. The other had now three occupants. Three heads were raised when Prissie entered the room and three shrill voices exclaimed: "Here we are, all wide awake, Prissie, darling!" This remark, made simultaneously, was followed by prolonged peals of laughter. "Three of you in that small bed!" said Priscilla.
Rosalind was also in waterproof, but her hat was extremely pretty and becoming, and Priscilla fancied she got a glimpse of a gay silk dress under the waterproof cloak. "Oh, how quite too sweet of you to be ready!" said Rosalind with effusion. She took Prissie's hand and squeezed it affectionately, and the two girls set off.
"Yes, I can partly guess, but I don't want to think of it." "Listen, Prissie: when I stole that money, I hoped people would accuse you of the theft." Prissie's eyes filled with tears. "It was a dreadful thing to do," she said faintly. "Oh, I knew you could never forgive me." "I do forgive you." "What! aren't you angry? Aren't you frantic with rage and passion?"
The look on Prissie's face, the tone in her voice made Maggie blush at ever having suspected her. "It is gone," she said in quite a light and cheerful way, "but I am really sorry I mentioned it. As I said just now, I don't intend to investigate the matter. I may have fallen asleep and taken the five-pound note out in a dream and torn it up or put it on the fire.
It is rather a delicate and finger-scorching process to balance chestnuts on the bars, and as a matter of fact Prissie's tumbled into the fire, and could not be rescued. The party was obliged to watch them burn. They helped her to place another in position, then sat round, keeping careful eyes on their particular representatives.
The picture was a very bright one, Maggie, and your crown of bay looks quite tawdry beside the other crown which I hope to see on Prissie's brow." Maggie rose from her chair. "Good night," she said. "I am sorry to disappoint you, my love." "I have no doubt you are right," said Maggie, "but," she added, "I have not made up my mind, and I still long for Priscilla to wear the crown of bay."
'Ah, my poor darlings, you shall never be your cousin's slaves any more. Don't go near her, she's a naughty, deceitful wretch; her jewels are false, my sweet loves, false! She has imposed upon us all, she does not deserve to associate with you! 'I always said Prissie's jewels looked like the things you get on crackers! said Belle, tossing her head.
To Prissie's surprise, at this juncture, Nancy Banister suddenly left her seat and came and stood at the back of her chair. "I am on your side whatever happens," she remarked. "Thank you," said Prissie. "Now, please, Miss Day." "You must know who took the note," said Annie Day. "I assure you I don't; I can't imagine how it has disappeared. Not a soul came into the room while I was there.
"You will win that crown yourself, my dear." "Oh, no, it is not for me." "I am very anxious about you, Maggie. Why do you speak in that reckless tone? Your position and Prissie's are not the least alike: it is your duty to do your very utmost with those talents which have been bestowed upon you."
Then, as if further words were wrung from her against her will, she continued: "I saw the tears in your eyes in the fern-house at the Marshalls'. I am very sorry, but I did see them." "My dear Prissie!" said Maggie. She went up suddenly to the girl, put her arm round her neck and kissed her. "Come home now," she said, drawing Prissie's hand through her arm.
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