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She was to be for the Christmas at Elverston, and that was only six miles
away from Bartram-Haugh, so I had the excitement of a pleasant look
forward.
She also said that she would include poor Milly in her invitation; and a
vision of Captain Oakley rose before me, with his handsome gaze turned in
wonder on poor Milly, for whom I had begun to feel myself responsible.


CHAPTER XXXVI
_AN ARRIVAL AT DEAD OF NIGHT_

I have sometimes been asked why I wear an odd little turquois ring--which
to the uninstructed eye appears quite valueless and altogether an unworthy
companion of those jewels which flash insultingly beside it. It is a little
keepsake, of which I became possessed about this time.
'Come, lass, what name shall I give you?' cried Milly, one morning,
bursting into my room in a state of alarming hilarity.
'My own, Milly.'
'No, but you must have a nickname, like every one else.'
'Don't mind it, Milly.'
'Yes, but I will. Shall I call you Mrs. Bustle?'
'You shall do no such thing.'
'But you must have a name.'
'I refuse a name.'
'But I'll give you one, lass.


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