'Which when his mother saw, she in her mind
Was troubled sore, ne wist well what to ween.'
SPENSER.
Margaret had not been gone five minutes when Mr. Thornton came
in, his face all a-glow.
'I could not come sooner: the superintendent would----Where is
she?' He looked round the dining-room, and then almost fiercely
at his mother, who was quietly re-arranging the disturbed
furniture, and did not instantly reply. 'Where is Miss Hale?'
asked he again.
'Gone home,' said she, rather shortly.
'Gone home!' 'Yes. She was a great deal better. Indeed, I don't believe it was
so very much of a hurt; only some people faint at the least
thing.' 'I am sorry she is gone home,' said he, walking uneasily about.
'She could not have been fit for it.'
'She said she was; and Mr. Lowe said she was. I went for him
myself.' 'Thank you, mother.' He stopped, and partly held out his hand to
give her a grateful shake. But she did not notice the movement.
'What have you done with your Irish people?' 'Sent to the Dragon for a good meal for them, poor wretches. And
then, luckily, I caught Father Grady, and I've asked him in to
speak to them, and dissuade them from going off in a body. How
did Miss Hale go home? I'm sure she could not walk.' 'She had a cab. Everything was done properly, even to the paying.
Let us talk of something else. She has caused disturbance
enough.' 'I don't know where I should have been but for her.' 'Are you become so helpless as to have to be defended by a girl?'
asked Mrs. Thornton, scornfully.