"
Peg laughed.
"LADY? ME? Sure now--"
The lawyer went on:
"You must do everything she tells you. Try and please her in all
things. On the first day of every month I will call and find out
what progress you're making."
He handed Mrs. Chichester a card:
"This is my business address should you wish to communicate with me.
And now I must take. my leave" He picked up his hat and cane from
the table.
Peg sprang up breathlessly and frightenedly. Now that Mr. Hawkes was
going she felt deserted. He had at least been gentle and considerate
to her. She tugged at his sleeve and looked straight up into his
face with her big blue eyes wide open and pleaded:
"Plaze, sir, take me with ye and send me back to New York. I'd
rather go home. Indade I would. I don't want to be a lady. I want me
father. Plaze take me with you."
"Oh--come--come" Mr. Hawkes began.
"I want to go back to me father. Indade I do." Her eyes filled with
tears. "He mightn't like me to stay here now that me uncle's dead."
"Why, it was your uncle's last wish that you should come here. Your
father will be delighted at your good fortune." He gently pressed
her back into the chair and smiled pleasantly and reassuringly down
at her.
Just when he had negotiated everything most satisfactorily to have
Peg endeavour to upset it all was most disturbing.
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