"I have been a very foolish and hysterical child," she said. "I'll try to behave more like a woman now. And you and Uncle Cal have been only absurd!" She had to laugh again at the behavior of her feet as she climbed upstairs; but her head seemed steady enough. It was only after she had reached her own room that she complained querrulously of the failing lights.
At the end of that dreadful period old Misery entered and aroused the sleeper without ceremony. "What's the matter?" asked Aunt Jane, querrulously, for she resented being disturbed. "There's a man to see you, Miss." "Send him about his business!" "But " "I won't see him, I tell you!" "But he says he's your brother, Miss." "Who?" "Your brother." Miss Jane stared as if bewildered.