"Maggie has given up her wishes then?"
"I am going instead of Maggie," said Ermengarde, her manner once more proud and defiant.
Basil resumed his reading of "Westward Ho!" Miss Nelson called to him to say that his breakfast was getting cold. The moment she spoke, he shut up his book.
"I don't wish to eat anything more, Miss Nelson," he said. "And I want to know if you will excuse me, and let me leave the table now. I wish to say a word to father before he leaves the study."
"You can certainly go, Basil," replied the governess.
He went away at once. A moment later, Basil was standing in his father's presence.
"Do you expect me to go with you to-day to Glendower, father?" he asked.
Mr. Wilton was reading an important letter. He looked up impatiently.
"Yes," he said. "You and Marjorie—I mean you and Ermengarde are to come."
"But I have displeased you, and this is a—a pleasure trip."