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She was working up to the grand climax, to the moment when she should speak about the thimble. "What do you think?" she said suddenly. "Nancy put me on a sofa, and I slept. I slept sound, and when I woke up I saw Nancy sitting by the window sewing. She wor making a blue scarf, and her thimble went flashing in and out; and what do you think, Paulie? What do you think?" "Well?" said Pauline.
"I don't know what is to be done," she said, "if you haven't the courage to speak the truth. You have probably got into some scrape." "Oh! "I am sure you have, Paulie; and the sooner you tell the better. The longer you conceal whatever it is, the worse matters will grow." Pauline's face grew crimson. "I am exceedingly sorry I told you," she said.
Why, Paulie, of course you will come! We are going to have a right-down jolly time, for father is so tickled with the notion that he is coming, too; and he says he will give us a real good lark. And we are going to Friar's Oak, eight miles away; and we are to take hampers full of dainties.
The whole centre of the marquee was got ready for dancing, and a number of young people whom Pauline had never seen before were standing about in little knots, evidently waiting for the arrival of the farmer and his family. "There!" said Nancy. "Now, Paulie, what do you think?
The only thing that agrees with Paulie is me. She likes to have me with her, and I understand her. But never mind about Paulie now. I want to ask you a question. Am I the sort of little girl that lions would crunch up?" "I never!" cried nurse. "You are the queerest child!" "But am I, nursey? Speak." "I suppose so, Miss Pen." "I thought so," answered Pen, with a sigh. "I thought as much.
You will do what I ask, and you will never, never, never tell. You must help me. You will oh, you will!" "Of course," said Briar. "Darling Paulie, don't cry. Oh, how the pet is trembling! Patty, she's trembling like anything. Do kiss her and hug her, and tell her there's nothing we wouldn't do for her." "There's nothing in all the world we wouldn't do for you," said Patty.
"The poor child is certainly ill," said the good lady. "If she continues to look as poorly and as sadly out of sorts next week I shall take her to the seaside." "Will you, Aunt Sophy? How lovely! Do you know that Paulie and I have never been to the sea? We do so long to see it!" "Well, my dear, I shall take you all presently, but I can't say when.
Yes, that time is the crown of the day, and that is just the moment when the poor little queen shall topple down. The throne shall be knocked from under her; the presents will vanish; the sovereignty will cease to exist. Poor, poor little queen without a kingdom! How will you like it, Paulie? Do you think you could bear it?
You like those young ladies at The Dales, and you shall have them come here if they wish to come, but not otherwise. I won't have them here thinking themselves too grand to talk to us. Let them keep to their own station, say I. I don't want them. "Now you see, Paulie, what that means.
And let us imagine that we are back in the old happy days before Aunt Sophy came." Verena did not say anything. She got on the bed, flung her arms round Pauline's neck, and strained her sister to her heart. "I love you so much!" she said. "Do you, Renny? That is very, very sweet of you." "And you love me, don't you, Paulie?" "I I don't know." "Pauline! You don't know?
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