VII. PANGS OP REMORSE.
No trace of anxiety could be discerned on Mrs. Calverley's beautiful countenance as she drove back to Ouselcroft with Laura by her side. On the contrary, she seemed quite elated.
Struck by her want of feeling, the lady's-maid said:
“I am sorry to hear Miss Mildred has been taken ill.”
“Oh, there is nothing much the matter,” rejoined Mrs. Calverley. “She has been slightly indisposed all the morning, and something disagreed with her at luncheon.”
“Glad to hear it, ma'am. I was afraid from what Rose Hartley said, it was a serious attack.”
“Oh, no,” replied Mrs. Calverley. “She thought so little of it herself, that she wouldn't let me send for Doctor Spencer. I shall drive over again to-morrow, and trust to find her quite recovered.”
“I should think a little eau-de-luce would do her good, ma'am?” remarked Laura.
“Why do you think so?” asked Mrs. Calverley > startled.
“She seems to have had such a sudden seizure, like yourself, ma'am.”