He broke off, eyeing her face keenly; then finished his sentence tenderly with an "if you please, my dear."
The girl blushed gloriously.
"I hurt its tender feelings, didn't I, when I barked?"
"Yes—for a moment. But it—it made me so angry, Dick, that I forgot to be frightened. You're so clever! I believe you did it on purpose for that." And, when he smiled at her, "I won't forgive you, then," she murmured. "I'll just say thank you instead."
She kissed him.
There came a groan and a heavy sigh from Melchard.
"No, he's not awake, nor near it," said Dick, when he had examined his patient. "But I'd better give him another dose. There's going to be fun at Todsmoor, and I don't want any Millsborough back-talk mixed up with it. Look out of that window while I physic him. It's not nice to watch."
It was nasty enough to hear, thought Amaryllis.
By the time it was over the train was slowing down. Before it stopped Dick was out on the platform, and in two strides had caught the guard.
"There's been an accident. Man fell out of this carriage—next to mine," he said, in a low voice, speaking now in the assured tones of a gentleman accustomed to obedience. "Don't make a fuss. Fetch the station-master."