“Did you see him? What did he say? Was he very cross?” whispered Loveday anxiously, rushing to find her the moment they returned.
“He—oh, he asked me to come again,” said Priscilla absently.
“But didn’t he say anything about me and Aaron?”—with a surprised and disappointed look.
“Oh yes. He told me to say he forgave you, and he wouldn’t think anything more about it.”
“Well,” cried Loveday, in a voice full of reproach, “you might have told me at once, when you knew how anxious I was. I have been thinking about it all the time I’ve been out. You don’t look a bit as though you had good news for me; I thought you would have been—oh, ever so glad that I wasn’t to be sent to prison;” and Loveday’s lip actually quivered with disappointment at Priscilla’s seeming indifference.
“I am!” cried Priscilla, rousing herself; “I am so glad; and, oh dear, there are such lots of things to be glad about. I don’t know which to think about first.”
CHAPTER XVI
IN WHICH A GREAT MANY THINGS HAPPEN
FOUR such happy, beautiful weeks followed. Mrs. Carlyon and Geoffrey came down to Porthcallis within a few days, and they all settled into the comfortable rooms Dr. Carlyon had taken for them. Loveday was very sorry to leave Bessie and Aaron and the dear little bedroom; but they went every day to “Bessie’s beach,” as they called it, for it was their favourite play-place. Each day they thought they knew all the rocks and pools by heart, yet every time they came again they found fresh ones.