Sarah shook her head.
"She didn't say she'd a headache in the garden the other day."
Mrs. Kitson gazed appealingly at the little black figure in front of her.
"Do try and remember, dear. Perhaps she told you something."
"Nothing" said Sarah.
"She cries and cries," said Mrs. Kitson, about whose person little white strings and tapes seemed to be continually appearing and disappearing.
"Perhaps she's eaten something?" suggested Lady Charlotte.
When Mrs. Kitson had departed, Lady Charlotte turned to Sarah.
"What have you done to the poor child?" she said.
"Nothing," said Sarah. "I never want to see her again."