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Updated: June 18, 2025
Miss Tredgold's discoveries of that morning were not yet at an end; for by-and-by, when the servant brought in Pauline's dress which she had been drying by the kitchen fire, she held something in her hand. "I found this in the young lady's pocket," she said. "I am afraid it is injured a good bit, but if you have it well rubbed up it may get all right again."
"In the old days he didn't know sprats from salmon, nor butter from lard. Whatever have you done to him, ma'am?" "I am bringing him back to humanity," was Miss Tredgold's quiet answer. Betty raised her eyebrows. She looked at Miss Tredgold and said to herself: "So quiet in her ways, so gentle, and for all so determined!
Presently she raised her head, and taking out her handkerchief, prepared to mop her eyes. As she did so she was attracted by something that glittered not far off. She stretched out her hand and drew Miss Tredgold's thimble from where it had rolled under a tuft of dock-leaves. A sudden burst of pleasure escaped her lips as she glanced at the thimble. She had not seen it before.
Tredgold's misgivings as to the identity of the island he dismissed at once as baseless. The mount satisfied him, and when, as they approached nearer, discrepancies in shape between the island and the map were pointed out to him he easily explained them by speaking of the difficulties of cartography to an amateur.
"No," said Pauline, instantly smiling and dimpling. "Oh, Nancy, such fun!" She dived into her pocket and produced Miss Tredgold's thimble. "Oh, I say!" cried Nancy. "What a beauty! Who in the world gave you this treasure, Paulie?" "It isn't mine at all; it belongs to Aunt Sophia." "You sly little thing! You took it from her?" "No, I didn't. I'm not a thief.
We sat down to a steady pull, and made the land in a little under the hour." "Who did the pulling?" inquired Edward, casually. Mr. Chalk started again, and wondered who had done it in Mr. Tredgold's version. He resolved to see him as soon as possible and arrange details. "Most of us took a turn at it," he said, evasively, "and those who didn't encouraged the others."
"The child is tired; she is not quite well yet," was Miss Tredgold's mental reflection. Penelope did not repeat her threat, but she watched Pauline. Miss Tredgold also watched Pauline. Verena felt uncomfortable, without quite knowing why. The keen vigor and joy of the first days at the seaside had departed. Pauline became pale once more, and Miss Tredgold's anxieties about her were revived.
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