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"Most unlucky," said Mrs. Poynsett. "I am afraid you will doubt
about coming again, and I have not had one word about our Frankie."
"He is very well. I saw him at a party the night before we left
town. Good-bye, dear Mrs. Poynsett."
"You will come again?"
"If I can; but the house is to be full of visitors. If I don't, you
will know it is because I can't."
"I shall be thankful for whatever you can give me. I wish I could
save you that hot walk in the sun."
But as Mrs. Poynsett was wheeled into her own room some compensation
befell Eleonora, for she met Julius in the hall, and he offered to
drive her to the gates of Sirenwood in what he called 'our new
plaything, the pony carriage,' on his way to a clerical meeting.
"You are still here?" she said.
"Till Tuesday, when we go to the Rectory to receive the two De
Lancey boys for the holidays."
"How Mrs. Poynsett will miss you."
"Anne is a very efficient companion," said Julius, speaking to her
like one of the family; "the pity is that she will be so entirely
lost to us when Miles claims her.


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