"Well, what did he say?"
"He says he is sorry I don't like the Towers, but he doesn't see how he is to get out of the purchase now. He is to take possession in a little over a month."
"What a horrible future for you," said Antonia. "That musty old place—the ghost in the tower—the family feud——"
"What do you mean by the family feud?"
"Oh, a little arrangement lately entered into by the younger Lorrimers for your benefit. I'm not bound to repeat it, but I can truly say I shouldn't like the little formula they have made up to be chanted nightly about me. Frankly, Susy, I pity you. You must hate the idea of going to the Towers."
"Yes, I loathe it," said Susy.
"The best thing you can do is to see your father, and have a very serious talk. Its settled that you come back with us to-morrow. That's right. Ta-ta for the present."
Antonia left the room.
She stood for a moment by herself in one of the passages.