“Not that I know of. She is going abroad with my sisters, as soon as the term is over. She is not coming to Waynflete, and that, perhaps, is best.”
“Well, I don’t know. I think the heavens will have to fall some time.”
“Florella Vyner has a sweet little drawing, which she means for the Academy. ‘Above the Stars’—a ditch full of wide-open celandines.”
“Does she come to Waynflete?”
“I believe so—to study primroses,” said Cuthbert, sedately.
Guy pulled Rawdie’s ears, and said nothing; but Cuthbert ceased to oppose his intention of accepting Mr Clifton’s invitation, and looking after the improvements for himself.