“Here, I say,” he cried, “what does this mean?”
“What does what mean?” said Mrs Mallow, smiling affectionately.
“They say down-stairs that Sage—Miss Portlock—has been here.”
“Yes, my son, and she has just gone back with your father. Come and sit down by me, Cyril.”
If her words were heard, they were not attended to, for Cyril darted down the stairs and out of the house, leaving Mrs Mallow to sigh, and, as a despondent fit came on, to wonder whether they had done right after all.
Part 1, Chapter XXXVI.
At the Turning.
Cyril had his run for nothing more than to accompany his father, whom he met returning home. But the Rector was in a most genial frame of mind, and father and son came back to the rectory in the highest of spirits, Cyril bounding up to his mother’s room without a trace of illness left.