"You are not very civil, Judy," said her brother.
"Civil, to that creature!"
"Civil to anybody," said David; "and she is a very well-behaved creature, as you call her."
"She was well-behaved at Candello's the other day, wasn't she?"
"Perhaps she was, after her fashion. Come, Judy, you have tried her to-night, and she has borne it as you wouldn't have borne it; or I either."
"She knew better than not to bear it," said Judy insolently.
"I wish you had known better than to give it her to bear. She was not obliged to bear it, either. Aunt Zara would not take it very well, if she was to hear it."
Judy only pouted, and then went on with a little more crying for the matter of the shawl. David gave up his part of the business.
Except looking for the thread. That he did faithfully; but he did not know where to go to find the article and of course did not find it. What he brought to Matilda might as well have been a cable, for all the use she could make of it in the premises. There was no more to do but to tell Mrs. Laval and get her help; and this was the course finally agreed upon between Matilda and David; Judy was not consulted.
Mrs. Laval heard the story very calmly; and immediately promised to get the thread, which she did. Matilda could not also obtain from her an absolute promise of secrecy. Mrs. Laval reserved that; only assuring Matilda that she would do no harm, and that she would say nothing at least until it should be seen whether or no Matilda had succeeded in the repair of the scarf.