“I am very glad, Elizabeth; but where were you this noon?”
“In the grove. I didn’t want any lunch. Oh, dear!” Blue Bonnet looked up, struck by a sudden thought. “Were you worried, Grandmother?”
“I was a little anxious. You had left me in something of an uncertainty, you remember.”
“I reckon you knew how it would come out, Grandmother. I wonder will I ever learn to think of everything?”
“I think you are learning to think of a good many things, dear. Now you must have some lunch, and then go for a brisk walk.”
“I was going to study.”
Mrs. Clyde kissed the pale face. “You will do all the better work after you have had some fresh air. It has not been the lack of time but the lack of attention that has made all the trouble, dear.”
As Blue Bonnet and Solomon came down the drive a little later, they met Alec at the gate. “Halloa,” he said, “you’re not running at your usual speed! Where are you headed for?”
“I’m only going for a walk.”
“I’m your man, then. We’ll go out on the turnpike.”