“Oh, yes, quite,” replied Penelope.
“But you must be careful to-day,” said Cara; “you must stay a good deal in the shade, for it’s going to be hot—very hot—even hotter than yesterday.”
“I am obliged to go to Marshlands,” said Penelope; “but I shall be very careful,” she added.
The girls expostulated, and Cara called to Honora.
“Are you going to permit this, Nora? Penelope, after her bad headache, declares that she is going to Marshlands again to-day.”
“Yes; she has to go on some business,” replied Honora. “But it’s all right,” she added, “for I have ordered the phaeton with the hood, which shall be put up so that she’ll be sheltered from the rays of the sun.” Almost immediately after breakfast, Penelope started on her drive to Marshlands.