Listen, dear, I will tell you all." She gave the cold fingers a comforting pressure as she spoke, but the hand was immediately withdrawn, and Sisily sprang away from her, then turned and regarded her with blazing eyes and a white face.
"Tell me about it!" she said.
Mrs.Pendleton imparted as much of the facts as she felt called upon to relate.

There was something about the girl's reception of the news which puzzled her, and her own look fell before the sombre intensity of her gaze.

Sisily heard the story in silence, and when it was finished, merely said-- "I think I would like to be left alone for a little while, if you don't mind." "Oh, you mustn't sit here moping, my dear," said Mrs.Pendleton, with an attempt at cheerfulness which she felt to be clumsy and ill-timed, but Sisily's manner had momentarily disconcerted her.

"You had better put on your hat and coat and go out with your uncle.

He is waiting downstairs for you.