The tea was brought, and when Pamela had had hers, Miss Spencer, who had been watching her with kind intentness all the time, said suddenly—
"I made my will yesterday, Pam."
Pamela looked up in surprise.
"I have provided for Minx. I have left her this place, and a good deal of money. She will look after my poor for me."
Pamela nodded her head.
"I've left you nothing, Pam. But I've given Mary what will start her in housekeeping. You are going to marry a rich man."
"You are good to think of Mary."
"It is easier to do now than if I had lived longer. Between my legacy and what Glengall will do she need not want."
"She deserves to be happy."
"But what is the matter with you, Pam? Why aren't you happy?"