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It would be very good of you to look in to-morrow." "Good-night," said Jane, her rare smile illuminating her dark face. "It was so good of you to come for us. It has been a delightful ride. I hope your brother will be better to-morrow." "Thank you, my dear," said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt. "I should be glad to have you come over to us. I am sure my brother would be glad to know you."
The bank there where you dump the logs into the creek below." "But what exactly has Miss Nora to do with all this?" "I?" enquired Nora, "I only boss the job." "Don't you believe her," said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt. "I happen to remember one winter day coming upon this young lady in these very woods driving her team and hauling logs to the dump while Sam and Joe did the cutting. Ask the boys there?
She ran upstairs to the children's room. "He is calling for you," she said to Mrs. Waring-Gaunt without preliminary greeting. "Let me take Doris." But Doris set up a wail of such acute dismay that the distracted mother said, "Could you just step in and see what is wanted? Jack has been in bed for two days. We have been unable to get a nurse anywhere, and tonight both little girls are ill.
Waring-Gaunt, the three young people occupying the seat in the rear. "Who is he?" asked Larry when they had finally got under way. "A friend of the James Murrays in Winnipeg. You remember them, don't you? Ethel Murray was in your year. He is very nice indeed, don't you think so, Papa?" said Jane, appealing to her father. "Fine young chap," said Dr. Brown with emphasis.
"Of course she does, and Mrs. Waring-Gaunt, and everybody." "Oh, she might, but I am sure your mother would not." Nora shouted joyfully. "Well, that is true, she never has, but then she has never ridden out here. Put them on, hurry up, your legs are straight enough, your knees don't knock." "Oh, Nora, they are just terrible," said Jane, almost in tears.
"Yes, indeed, you may be quite sure of that," replied Jane, smiling brightly back at him as she left the room with Nora. "What a pity she is so plain," said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt when she had returned from seeing Jane on her way with Nora and Mr. Wakeham. "My dear Sybil, you waste your pity," said her brother. "That young lady is so attractive that one forgets whether she is plain or not.
Waring-Gaunt. "Don't tempt me, or I shall come." "Tell us what is your weakness, Miss Nora," said Jack. "How can we get you to come?" "My weakness?" cried the girl eagerly, "you all are, and especially your dear Sweeper dog there." She put her arms around the neck of the beautiful setter, who was frantically struggling to get out to her. "Sweeper, lucky dog, eh, Jack, what?" said Mr.
"And as usual Jane was right," said Larry with emphasis. "Yes," said Kathleen, "Jane was right. Jane is a dear to think that way about us. Dr. Brown," continued Kathleen with a note of anxiety in her voice, "Mrs. Waring-Gaunt wondered if you would mind coming in to see her brother. He was wounded with a gunshot in the arm about ten days ago. Dr.
Oh, I am so sorry to hear that. Sleeplessness is so trying. Yes Yes Oh, Mrs. Waring-Gaunt, I am afraid I couldn't do that." Kathleen's face had flushed bright crimson. "But I am sure Mother would be so glad to go, and she is a perfectly wonderful nurse. She knows just what to do. Oh, I am afraid not. Wait, please, a moment." "What does she want?" asked Nora.
"Oh, you darling," exclaimed Mrs. Waring-Gaunt rushing at her. "I am so glad. Well, you are a 'wunner' as the Marchioness says. I had thought but never mind. Jack, dear, I do congratulate you. I think you are in awful luck. Yes, and you too, Kathleen, for he is a fine boy. I will go and tell Tom this minute." "Do," said Jack, "and please don't hurry.
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