A tap came to the door. It was Euphrasia, inquiring after Lady Emily.
“Ask Miss Cameron to come in,” said the invalid.
She entered. Her manner was much changed—was subdued and suffering.
“Dear Miss Cameron, you and I ought to change places. I am sorry to see you looking so ill,” said Lady Emily.
“I have had a headache all day. I shall be quite well to-morrow, thank you.”
“I intend to be so too,” said Lady Emily, cheerfully.
After some little talk, Euphra went, holding her hand to her forehead. Margaret did not look up, all the time she was in the room, but went on busily with her needle.
That night was a peaceful one.