"I want you to stop work and run home.

As soon as I can I will talk with you about what you have written, and give you some more of the manuscript.

But no more work for to-day.
You must hurry to your mother.

You will find Mrs.Tolbridge there, talking to her about a change of quarters." "Another holiday!" exclaimed Cicely, in surprise.
She was a girl who worked earnestly and conscientiously with the intention of earning every cent of the money which was paid to her, and these successive intermissions of work seemed to her unbusiness-like.

But she made no objections, and, putting away her papers, with a sigh, for she had a list of points about which she was ready and anxious to consult the doctor,--she went to join the consultation, which she presumed concerned their removal from one street in Thorbury to another.