I wish the whole thing was at an end," she said, with the first touch of sincerity.

"And now promise me one thing," with another caressing movement of the hand, "Promise me, you won't go into the library again till Richard comes, and we hear what he has to say.
Just for my sake, you know, my dear, for you see he would blame me if I did not keep a strict surveillance.

You won't mind doing that, I'm sure, for me ?" "I shall not promise anything," I returned, getting up, "but I am not likely to go near the library after what you've said." "That's a good child," she said, evidently much relieved, and thinking that the affair was very near its end.

I opened the door, and she added: "Now go up-stairs, and rest yourself, for you look as if you had a headache, and don't think of anything that's disagreeable." That was a good prescription, but I did not take it.
Of course, I did not go near the library; that was understood.

After dinner, the servant brought in Mr.Langenau's tray untouched, and Charlotte Benson started up, and ran in to see what was the matter.
Sophie went too, looking a little troubled.