But there has been a
mysterious visit; some one came late at night, and remained for some days,
though Milly and I never saw them, and Mary Quince saw a chaise at the
side-door at two o'clock at night.'
Cousin Monica was so highly interested at this that she arrested her walk
and stood facing me, with her hand on my arm, questioning and listening,
and lost, as it seemed, in dismal conjecture.
'It is not pleasant, you know,' I said.
'No, it is not pleasant,' said Lady Knollys, very gloomily.
And just then Milly joined us, shouting to us to look at the herons flying;
so Cousin Monica did, and smiled and nodded in thanks to Milly, and was
again silent and thoughtful as we walked on.
'You are to come to me, mind, both of you girls,' she said, abruptly;' you
_shall_. I'll manage it.'
When silence returned, and Milly ran away once more to try whether the old
gray trout was visible in the still water under the bridge, Cousin Monica
said to me in a low tone, looking hard at me--
'You've not seen anything to frighten you, Maud? Don't look so alarmed,
dear,' she added with a little laugh, which was not very merry, however.
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