I believe it would be a great treat to papa to have him, and it would be a good thing for papa too; I don't think his arm is going on right--he does not trust to Mr.Ward's treatment, and I am sure some one else ought to see it." "Did you know, Margaret, that he sits up quite late, because he cannot sleep for it ?" "Yes, I hear him moving about, but don't tell him so; I would not have him guess for the world, that it kept me awake." "And does it ?" "Why, if I think he is awake and in pain I cannot settle myself to sleep; but that is no matter; having no exercise, of course I don't sleep so much.

But I am very anxious about him--he looks so thin, and gets so fagged--and no wonder." "Ah! Mr.Everard told me he was quite shocked to see him, and would hardly have known him," and Norman groaned from the bottom of his heart.
"Well, I shall hope much from Sir Matthew's taking him in hand," said Margaret cheerfully; "he will mind him, though he will not Mr.Ward." "I wish the holidays were over!" said Norman, with a yawn, as expressive as a sigh.
"That's not civil, on the third day," said Margaret, smiling, "when I am so glad to have you to look after me, so as to set Flora at liberty." "What, can I do you any good ?" said Norman, with a shade of his former alacrity.
"To be sure you can, a great deal.

Better not come near me otherwise, for I make every one into a slave.

I want my morning reading now--that book on Advent, there." "Shall I read it to you ?" "Thank you, that's nice, and I shall get on with baby's frock." Norman read, but, ere long, took to yawning; Margaret begged for the book, which he willingly resigned, saying, however, that he liked it, only he was stupid.

She read on aloud, till she heard a succession of heavy breathings, and saw him fast asleep, and so he continued till waked by his father's coming home.
Richard and Ethel were glad of a walk, for Margaret had found them a pleasant errand.