“Oh! no. Not quite. They are good little things in general, as children go. You can’t judge now, aunt,” said Philip. “Miss Inglis, are you not a little dismal to-night?”
“So Jem told me. I am tired. I think I shall say good-night and go up-stairs.”
“It should be settled at once about the children, where they are to go, and who is to go with them,” said Aunt Livy.
“There is no haste,” said Mr Oswald. “Perhaps the children at home may be better able to spare you in a day or two, Miss Violet.”
“Thank you. It would be very pleasant, but—”
“Why not send all together?” said Philip. “Ned and Jessie and wee Polly, with Charlotte and Sarah? I dare say they would all be better of a change, poor little souls!”
“I dare say they can do without it, thank you,” said Violet, stiffly.
“For what? My suggestion? They would like it, I am sure.”
“People cannot get all they like in this world.”
“Violet,” said Frank, solemnly, “I believe you are cross.”