'No doubt it does,' he said, lying down again; 'it was only Henry—'
'What! did not my father know of it?'
'Of course he does not, as it seems to be poison.'
'Not exactly that,' said Ethel; 'but I was surprised, for it was talked of for Aubrey; but they said it wanted watching.'
'Just like Henry,' observed Leonard.
'Well,' said Ethel, repressing her indignation, 'I am glad, at least, to find a possible cause for your bad night. We shall see you refreshed to-morrow, and not wishing yourself at home.'
'Don't think that I wish that. Home is gone for ever.'
'Home may be gone higher—up to the real Home,' said Ethel, blushing with the effort at the hint, and coming down to earthlier consolations, 'but even the fragments will grow into home again here, and you will feel very differently.'
Leonard did not answer; but after a pause said, 'Miss May, is not it a horrid pity girls should go to school?'
'I am no judge, Leonard.'