"You should n't forget. I hope you did n't talk that way to Colonel Gresham."
"He would n't care," replied Polly comfortably.
"He would think you had not had proper training. Now, remember, there is no such word as loveluscious. In this case you should have said that it was a good name or a pleasing name—though it is rather too fanciful," she added.
"I love it!" cried Polly; "but it would n't sound as if I did, just to say it was good."
Then Polly's thoughts suddenly went back to Lone Star's errand.
"Oh, Miss Price!" she asked, "how is David?"
"I have not heard," was the quiet reply.
"Well, I'll go and finish up being punished now," Polly said, with a tiny sigh, and she walked over to the chair which stood where she had left it.
Miss price did not appear to notice; but the children exchanged surprised glances. Voluntarily to continue a punishment was something with which they were unacquainted. They tried to attract Polly's attention, but her eyes were feverishly watching the half-open hall door. Dr. Dudley might stop when he came down —unless—! Her heart grew sick with the possibility.
At last she caught his step. Yes, he was coming there! Smilingly he pushed the door wide. Polly smiled in response—at least, David had not died!