Chapter Nine.
Philippa’s Visit.
“There is no doubt,” said Mrs Trevor, “that the air of Fieldside suits dear Philippa; it seems to sooth her nerves.”
“I think it does,” answered Miss Mervyn.
“And there is no doubt,” continued Mrs Trevor, “that the child needs change. She is unusually uncertain in her temper, and Dr Smith advised the sea-side at once. But it would be much easier to send her to my sister’s.”
“And she would have her cousins to play with,” suggested Miss Mervyn.
“I do so wish Katharine had not such odd notions,” continued Mrs Trevor discontentedly; “it quite makes me hesitate to let Philippa go there much. Those children are allowed to mix with all sorts of people.”
“They are nice little children,” Miss Mervyn ventured to say.
“Nice enough at present,” said Mrs Trevor, “but who knows how they will grow up? If I were their father— However, you think it would be a good plan to ask my sister to have Philippa for a few days?”