Margaret laughed: "Do not detest it in the present instance, while it is connected with so charming a voice. If I had been quite—well—last night, how I should have enjoyed that romance of Schubert's."
There was something in her voice, her slight hesitation, that was very touching. Harriet caught her hands in hers.
"Is she not, Lucy?"
"That she is, indeed," said Lady Raymond, affectionately.
"Is—what?" said Margaret, looking frightened.
"Is a very dear little creature," said Harriet, turning away.
"I think you have quite made a conquest of Captain Smithson," said Lucy, smiling.
Margaret shuddered.
"Oh! you shall not have him, if you don't wish it," said Lady Raymond; "come and sit by me, until Miss Campbell has done singing. Is that you, Mr. Haveloc? Tell us something to amuse us. Is it true that there is a ghost at Tynebrook?"