“We couldn't help it,” said Miss Winter; “indeed we have not had a minute to ourselves all day. I was very sorry to think that we should have brought you here for nothing this morning.”
“But about the Long Walk, Katie?”
“Well, don't you think we have done enough for to-day? I should like to have tea and sit quietly at home, as papa suggested.”
“Do you feel very tired, dear?” said Mary, seating herself by her cousin on the sofa, and taking her hand.
“No, dear, I only want a little quiet and a cup of tea.”
“Then let us stay here quietly till it is time to start. When ought we to get to the Long Walk?”
“About half-past seven,” said Tom; “you shouldn't be much later than that.”
“There you see, Katie, we shall have two hours' perfect rest. You shall lie upon the sofa, and I will read to you, and then we shall go on all fresh again.”
Miss Winter smiled and said, “Very well.” She saw that her cousin was bent on going, and she could deny her nothing.
“May I send you in anything from college?” said Tom; “you ought to have something more than tea, I'm sure.”