He got out at Fetchworth station
three hours later, hailed the only hack that stood there--for he had
forgotten to apprise any one at the Towers of his quick return--and drove
straightway to Withersby Hall.
'Toinette was at the window as he swung open the great gate. When she saw
him she darted away and came flying down the drive to meet him.
The contents of the various packages made her happy as a child, and it
was some time after they reached the house that Nigel asked some question
concerning her uncle.
Her face clouded ever so little, and for the first time Nigel noticed
that she was pale.
"Uncle has gone away for a few days," she replied. "He said it was
business--what would you? But I told him I should be lonesome in this
great house, and I--I am so frightened at those horrible little flames
that twinkle twinkle all night long. I cannot sleep when I am alone,
Nigel. I am a baby I know, but I cannot help it. It makes me feel so
afraid!"
As was usual in moments of emotion with 'Toinette, her accent became more
pronounced.
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