“Oh no, no,” she protested, whilst her uncle helped her to remove her wrap. “This room is delightfully warm.”
“Now, Letty, take off your hat,” he urged eagerly.
“I am afraid my hair is dreadfully untidy,” but she nevertheless removed a fur cap, and bared a head of beautiful light brown hair, which exhibited a natural wave.
“So you have had a long journey,” continued Mrs. Hesketh.
“Yes, nearly two days—we all travelled together—I mean the girls at my school—as far as London.”
“And the crossing?”
“Oh,” with a quick, expressive gesture, “dreadful! I’d rather not think of it! Sometimes the boat stood upright!”
“Come tell us about your railway accident,” said her uncle cheerfully.
“It was really nothing,” she answered; “we ran past another train that had been shunted, and the end of it caught our carriage doors, or something—at any rate we were nearly shaken off the line. It gave us a shock, for we were travelling fast, and were dreadfully mixed up in our compartment.”