'You give me your word to do nothing at all until you hear from me?'
He paused, but he saw no alternative to submission. 'Yes.'
She thanked him, and without shaking hands or saying good-night she went upstairs and resumed her place by the bedside. She could hear Uncle Meshach's cab drive away.
'How came Mr. Twemlow to be here, mother?' Rose demanded quietly.
'I don't know,' Leonora replied. 'He must have been at uncle's.'
When the doctor had been again and gone, and various neighbours and the 'Signal' reporter had called to inquire for news, and the hour was growing late, Ethel said to her mother, 'Fred thinks he had better stay all night.'
'But why?' Leonora asked.
'Well, mother,' said Milly, 'it's just as well to have a man in the house.'
'He can rest on the Chesterfield in the drawing-room,' Ethel added. 'Then if he's wanted——'
'Yes, yes,' Leonora agreed. 'And tell him he's very kind.'