At this moment the carriage reached the door; but Mrs. Tiverton’s perplexities were not removed by it. On the contrary, they were increased, for she saw before her three total strangers. Miss Selina, however, hastily stepped out and took Mrs. Tiverton’s hand, and explained the whole story, adding, “We are not coming in; my sister and I have a call to pay a little further on. We shall come back in less than an hour for our brother, carry him off, and be no trouble at all. I know how little you must want just now even people that you know.” In spite of Mrs. Tiverton’s protest, Miss Selina had her way, and the sisters drove off.
While this conversation had been in progress, Roy had been speaking to the Miss Bannisters’ Brother. He had been preparing the speech ever since they had started, for it was very important. “Please,” he said—“please how much will this visit be, because I want to pay for it myself?”
The Miss Bannisters’ Brother smiled. “But suppose you haven’t enough?” he said.
“Oh, but I think I have!” Roy told him. “I’ve got seven-and-six, and when the vet. came to see Lord Roberts it was only five shillings.”
The Miss Bannisters’ Brother smiled again. “Our infirmary is rather peculiar,” he said. “We don’t take money at all; we take promises; different kinds of promises from different people, according to their means. We ask rich patients’ friends to promise to give away old toys, or story-books, or scrap-books, or something of that kind, to real hospitals—children’s hospitals. We find that much better than money. Money’s such a nuisance. One is always losing the key of the money-box.”
Roy was a little disappointed. “Oh yes!” he said, however, “I’ll do that. Won’t I just? But, you know,” he added, “you can always break open a money-box if it comes to the worst. Pokers aren’t bad. And there’s a way of getting the money out with a table-knife.”
It was just then that the Miss Bannisters drove off, and Mrs. Tiverton asked their brother to come to Christina’s room with her. Roy would have given anything to have been allowed upstairs; but as it was forbidden, he went to see Jim and tell him the news. He found, however, that the housemaid had already told not only Jim but every one else.
“Now it will be all right,” she was saying. “The Miss Bannisters’ Brother will do it! Why, he made a wooden leg for a tame jackdaw once!”
VII
Christina was moaning in the bed with Diana locked in her arms when the Miss Bannisters’ Brother sat down beside her. “Come,” he said gently, “let me feel your pulse.”