CLOUDS.
EARLY the next morning Gertrude was up, and was bending over her Bible
to get refreshment before the day's work began. She dreaded what it
might bring to her, for she had seen enough of the way Randall had
carried through the misfortune of the bank-note, to hope that he would
unsay any of his yesterday's story.
Nurse's cheering words, however, had done her good, and she rose from
her reading with a heart at rest in the promises which were so abundant
and so full.
Her eyes had rested on some words which seemed to fit into her
perplexity and vexation, giving her fresh hope and courage.
"'I will love Thee, O LORD, my strength!'"
So when Daisy peeped into her room, she met the child's inquiring look
with a smile.
"Here is a letter for you, Miss Ashlyn."
It was from Rose, telling of their disappointment at her non-appearance
the evening before, and saying how sorry Otto was to arrive alone
without the bright party which Fritz had invited to tea at his hotel.
Then Rose went on to say a few words about Lester, adding that time
forbade her to write more, but if Mrs. Shaddock and Gertrude could call
upon her during that day, she could better explain everything by word
of mouth.
"I shall not ask that," said Gertrude to herself, "though I suppose I
must convey Rose's invitation."
"Mother is not very well this morning," said Daisy, "and Randall is as
cross as two sticks."
"Never mind that, dear. He must be sorry he was so unkind."
"I do not think he is. Miss Ashlyn, make haste, for the boys are ready
for breakfast, and Mollie is not down. They want to get off to school
in good time; they've got to meet a boy at the station."
Gertrude felt her life had begun again in good earnest. She put away
her Bible and followed Daisy to the dining-room, where Conway and Ned
were already eating their breakfast in haste.
When Mollie came in, she did not seem to have recovered her temper from
yesterday any more than Randall had. She brought a message from her
mother, however, that she begged Miss Ashlyn to spend the afternoon
with her sister, but that she did not feel equal to any excitement, and
was going to stay in her room all the morning.
"Will you take your mother the letter I have had from my sister?"
Mollie took the letter in her hand, but sat down to her breakfast
without offering to carry it to her mother.
By the time Daisy's music-lesson was over, however, she brought back
the answer.
"Mother thanks Mrs. Leigh, and if she is well enough in the afternoon
she will drive to town and call upon her. At any rate, you are to go,
Miss Ashlyn. Daisy and I are to go to see our cousins who live on the
Heath, you know. Randall is to stay with nurse."
Gertrude felt that the plan was very kind, and yet she would almost
have preferred to remain quietly at home with her pupils.
"Are you sure that is what your mother wishes?" she asked.
"Yes, Miss Ashlyn. Mother would not like to be worried with any more
questions. She had quite enough worry yesterday."
Gertrude looked up steadily at the pretty girl as she stood before her
with her little air of half-condescending, half-defiant politeness.
"We all had a great deal of worry yesterday, Mollie. However, I will do
as your mother so kindly suggests. I hope I may be able to thank her
for all her kindness some day."
Mollie looked rather surprised at the quiet answer, under which she
could not but perceive a slight reserve. She, however, dismissed the
matter with a light—
"Well, let it be settled so, Miss Ashlyn. I am sure you must be longing
to see Mrs. Leigh." And with a toss back of her long hair over her
shoulders, she hastened away to fulfil the housekeeping duties before
school, which devolved upon her when Mrs. Shaddock was ill.
Gertrude rang the school-bell, but as Randall did not appear, she made
her way to the nursery to inquire for him.
He was there, leaning over the guard, with his chin on his hands. "Are
you ready for lessons, my dear?" she asked kindly.
"He does not seem quite the thing to-day, Miss Ashlyn," said nurse.
"Perhaps he had better remain up here with me? He says his head aches."
"If you think Mrs. Shaddock would wish that."
"Yes, I am sure she would. She is so poorly this morning that I cannot
worry her with telling her that he is not well. I hope an hour or two
will see him better. I suspect he took a chill yesterday."
So Gertrude went back to Daisy and Mollie, first, however, carrying
Randall a puzzle from her box to amuse him, of which he took no notice
beyond an abrupt "thank you," turning again to the fire as before.
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