"Yes, three trunks; one very large. Mr. Greenfield, of the Reindeer, promised to send them right after me in his wagon."
While they had been speaking, Emma Cavendish had touched the bell and given a whispered order to the servant who answered it.
So now the second footman, Peter, appeared with a waiter in his hands, on which was served tea, toast, a broiled squab and glass of currant jelly.
This was set upon a stand beside Mrs. Fanning's easy-chair.
"I think that you had better take something before you go upstairs," said the young hostess, kindly, as she poured out a cup of tea.
Consumptives are almost always hungry and thirsty, as if nature purposely created an unusual appetite for nourishment in order to supply the excessive waste of tissue caused by the malady.
And so Mrs. Fanning really enjoyed the delicate luncheon set before her so much that she finished the squab, the jelly, the toast and the tea.
When she had been offered and had refused a second supply, Emma proposed that she should go up to her room, and she took her at once to the beautiful corner chamber, with its southern and eastern aspect, that had been fitted up for her.
Here she found that her traveling-trunks, which had already arrived from Wendover, were placed.
And here, when she had changed her traveling-dress for a loose wrapper, she laid down on a lounge to rest, while Emma darkened the room and left her to repose.