“Will you tell her all about it?”
“We must talk about that!”
“How will she bear it,” thought Donal; “how after such an experience, can she spend the rest of the day alone? There is all the long afternoon and evening to be met!”
He gave the last turn to the screw in the floor, and rose. Then first he saw that Arctura had turned very white.
“Do sit down, my lady!” he said. “I would run for mistress Brookes, but I dare not leave you.”
“No, no; we will go down together! Give me that bottle of eau de Cologne, please.”
Donal did not know either eau de Cologne or its bottle, but he darted to the dressing-table and guessed correctly. It revived her, and she began to take deep breaths. Then with a strong effort she rose to go down.
The time for speech concerning what they had seen, was not come!
“Would you not like, my lady,” said Donal, “to come to the schoolroom this afternoon? You could sit beside while I give Davie his lessons!”
“Yes,” she answered at once; “I should like it much!—Is there not something you could give me to do?—Will you not teach me something?”