“Very much; but we will go to our lessons, now, dear.”
“Can I bring my book into the hall, to-day? I like to stay where I saw him last.”
“Certainly; and we will have a review to-day and see how well you remember your lessons. We shall have no interruptions this morning, and after dinner we will go together to see Miss Evans.”
An hour passed, and the lessons were but half through, when a ring at the door caused them both to start, and they left the hall.
Aunt Susan answered the call, and ushered the visitors into the family sitting-room.
“Some ladies have called to see you, Miss Vernon,” she said, thrusting her head into the doorway of the room where teacher and pupil sat close together with clasped hands, as though some invading force was about to wrest their lives apart.
“In a moment, Aunty, I will see them,” and a strange shudder shook her frame.
“Where shall I go while they stay?” asked Dawn.
“Anywhere; only not far from home, as we intend to have an early dinner.”
“Then I will stay here, and look over papa's folio of drawings.”