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"Well, common sense shows that he is in fear lest the truth should come to light," was Sherrard's lame reply. "He escaped very cleverly from Monte Carlo the moment he heard that the police suspected him, but where is he now? Nobody knows.
By the end of term I want to be able to tell you that you have got a remove. And now, dear, good-by. Remember, I shall watch you, and yes, I shall pray for you." "You are very good to me," repeated Kitty; and she walked out of Miss Sherrard's presence with her head lowered, and a mist before her eyes. For the next few days Kitty was strangely thoughtful.
I can tell you she had the laugh on her side; and I don't believe we would have heard anything more about it if that mean, spiteful old cat, Miss Worrick, hadn't been coming round the corner. She ran up to Kitty, and took possession of her, and marched her off home, and put her, forsooth, into Alice's custody. That's the explanation of Miss Sherrard's letter, mother." "Dear, dear!" said Mrs.
I can't bear to stand in this room and remember Miss Sherrard's talk. Fancy her saying that even my dress was a talent! Now there's something in favor of my nice red cotton and my dear red silk blouse; and fancy her saying still more that my looks, my pretty face, was a talent! Mrs. Denvers, do you think me pretty, very, very, very pretty?"
She determined to be very gentle to this wild, willful girl to take her, in short, as she was. "Oh, I wonder you care to speak to me," said Kitty, when her sobs having ceased, she stood looking half-repentant, half-rebellious in Miss Sherrard's private room. "You are not to be the subject of our conversation at all for the present, Kitty," said Miss Sherrard.
"I have something on my own account to say to Miss Sherrard," answered Kitty in a proud voice; "something which will explain a good deal." "I am glad to hear it; but I scarcely think any words of yours can remove the stigma on your character. But come; I have no time to argue with you further." Miss Worrick now led the way into Miss Sherrard's little sitting-room.
"The story that's going round the clubs. He's missing, and has been so for quite a long time. You haven't seen him have you?" The girl was compelled to reply in the negative. "But what do they say against him?" she demanded breathlessly. "There's a lot of funny stories," was Sherrard's reply.
Gwin had explained all her points, and Miss Sherrard had listened to her with indulgence, sympathy, and comprehension. They were seated together in Miss Sherrard's charming little sitting-room. "I am glad you take such an interest in Kitty," she said when the girl had stopped speaking. "I do. She is uncommon; she is unlike anybody else," said Gwin Harley.
She did not speak nearly so much as usual, she felt inclined to go away by herself, and she was much puzzled about her talents. Miss Sherrard's words had made quite a deep impression. She learned her lessons with care, and had every chance, so her teachers told her, of a remove at the end of term. Even Alice found less to say against her.
'Twas late in the afternoon of the last day of January when we set out together, Jennifer and I, from the camp of conference at Sherrard's Ford. The military situation, lately so critical for us, had reached and passed one of its many subclimaxes.
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