human
Jane, what was the trouble?
gpt
O papa--and I don't mind at all! It's just splendid up here.
human
Hush, Cecil,
gpt
Mrs. Grandon was--I _do_ think she was cross, says Jane.
human
Miss Cecil said she would wait for her mamma, and Mrs. Grandon said----
gpt
Isn't it your house, papa? Grandmamma shook me because I said so,
human
What did Mrs. Grandon say?
gpt
She said that Miss Cecil wasn't mistress here nor any one else, and that she would not have dinner kept waiting for people who chose to be continually on the go. She took Miss Cecil's hand, and the child jerked away, and she scolded, and Miss Cecil said that about the house.
human
Very well, I understand all that is necessary.
gpt
Mamma has had a bad fall, and is ill in bed. You must be a good girl to-night and not make trouble for Jane.
human
Oh, let me go to her! Cecil is down from her dainty table, clinging to her father.
gpt
Let me go, I will be so good and quiet, and not tease her for stories, but just smooth her pretty hair as I did when her head ached. Oh, you will let me go?
human
My darling, there is a little tremble in his voice,