CHAPTER V.
THE MYSTERY-GIRL.
Kitty and Honora Richmond were in high spirits. Even the knowledgethat Nan's mother had been buried that day could scarcely depressthem. They had heard of Nan a great deal for the last couple of yearsof their lives, but they had never seen her. Honora called her thelittle mystery-girl, and Kitty invariably made the same remark whenher name was mentioned.
"I wonder if her eyes are blue or brown. If she has brown eyes shewill be like me, and if she has blue eyes she will be like you, Nora."
"As if the colour of her eyes mattered!" said Honora. "For my part,"she added, "I do not think any girl matters, and I do not see why youare so excited about her. If she were a dog it would be a differentthing."
"Yes, of course it would," answered Kitty, looking wistfully round."But you see she is a girl, and mother will not let us keep any moredogs."
"The darlings!" cried Honora; "what a sin! Oh Kitty! do you know, Isaw a dear little fox-terrier to-day when I was out. I know he waslost. He had one of those darling little square heads, and he did lookso sweet! I would have given anything to bring him home, but when Ispoke to nurse she said, 'There are enough waifs and strays coming tothe house without having stray dogs.'"
"I do wonder what she meant by that!" said Kitty.
"I expect," said Nora in a thoughtful voice, "she must have meant poorNan. It was not nice of her--not a bit. Do you know that Nan has nomoney? Nurse told me so last night; she said that if mother had notadopted her she would have had to go to the workhouse. Is it notawful?"
"Poor darling!" said Kitty. "Then we will be good to her; and it isalmost as nice as if she were a dog. I like her twice as well since Iknow that. If she were a rich girl I should hate her coming, but asshe is a poor one we will give her the very best--won't we, Noney?"
"The best we could do," said Honora in a thoughtful voice, "would beto give her Sally's pup--you know, little Jack; would she not loveit?"
Kitty looked very thoughtful.
"I thought perhaps I might keep Jack," she said. "Do you think I oughtto give Jack to Nan--do you, Nora?"
"Yes," replied Nora in an emphatic voice. "We have just said that weought to give her the best, and as Jack is your best, you ought tohand him over. Come, now, let us make the schoolroom look pretty.Mother said she would be here at six o'clock. She will be very sad,you know, Kitty; you must not laugh or be at all gay this evening. Youmust try to feel as if mother were in her coffin."
"Oh, don't!" said Kitty. "How horrid of you, Noney! How could I thinkof anything so awful?"
"But poor Nan has to think of it. Oh dear! oh dear! it is exciting. Doyou know what I should like to do? I'd like to rush downstairs andfling my arms round her neck, and drag her up to the schoolroom, andsay, 'You poor little motherless, penniless creature, here is Jack tocomfort you.' That is what I should like to do; but, of course, Isuppose it would not be right."
Miss Roy, the children's governess, now entered the schoolroom. Shewas a kindly, good-natured woman. They went to school for most oftheir lessons, but she looked after their dress, and took them forwalks, and saw to their comforts generally.
"What are you two puzzling your little heads over?" she said. "OhNora, my dear, why is the schoolroom in such a mess?"
"We were teaching Jack some of his tricks," said Nora. "Do you know,Miss Roy, he begs so beautifully, and he quite winks one of his dearlittle eyes when he sits upright and takes his biscuit."
"But he sulks a good bit when we teach him to trust," interruptedKitty.
"Well, dears, get the brush now and sweep away the crumbs; when yourlittle friend comes she will not like to see an untidy room."
"I hope she will," said Kitty. "It will be very much the worse for herif she is of the tidy sort."
"What nonsense, Kitty! You know I have always trained you to be mostcareful and tidy."
"Yes," answered Kitty, with a sigh; "and when you do train us, MissRoy, do you know what Nora and I think of?"
"What, dear?"
"Of the happy, happy days when we are quite grown-up, and can be asawfully untidy as we like, and sweep all our things into bundles, andnever have a tidy drawer, and never be able to find anything; and havesix or seven dogs, all in baskets, sleeping about the room; and a fewcats, more particularly if they are sick cats, to bear them company;and birds, of course; and mice, and white rats, and"----
Miss Roy put her hands to her ears.
"Don't introduce your menagerie until I am out of the country. I wouldrather leave England, although I am devoted to my native land, than beanywhere near such an awful room."
"We told mother on Sunday," said Nora, "and she quite laughed. I thinkshe was ever so glad."
Just then there came a sound of commotion downstairs. Nora drewherself up to her full height, and her heart beat a little faster thanusual. Kitty rushed to her sister and clasped her hand.
"Oh Noney, has the little mystery girl come?"
"I think so," said Nora; and just then her mother's voice was heardshouting, and the two children ran downstairs.
Once again Honora thought of the impulse which she longed to give wayto--the impulse to rush to the forlorn little figure in its quaint andpeculiar frock and clasp it tightly in her arms, and sweep the childupstairs to the warm schoolroom, where Kitty would sit at her feet,and Nora would hold her round the waist, and Jack would sit on herlap, and they would talk and talk, and be happy and free, and evenmingle their tears together. But Mrs. Richmond, although the mostgood-natured and kindest of women, would have been much shocked bysuch a proceeding on Honora's part. She had lectured the little girlswith regard to Nan's arrival for the last couple of days, and hadgiven them so many things to be careful about, so many subjects onwhich they must on no account touch, that now they felt quiteconstrained, and it was a rosy-faced and apparently unconcerned littlegirl who came up now and took Nan's cold hand in hers; and a littlegirl in all respects her ditto, except that her eyes were brown,followed suit; and Nan gave one forlorn, frightened glance at the twolittle sisters, and then turned aside, a look of almost sullenness onher face.
"Take her upstairs, dears, and ask nurse to get her hot water; andthen you shall all come downstairs to supper with me," said Mrs.Richmond.
Kitty said in a very low and frightened voice, "Will you come,please?" and the three children went upstairs.
They went through the cheerful schoolroom, where a fire was blazingbrightly, and a lamp making a pleasant glow on the centre-table, andwhere there was a fascinating basket, out of which a bull-terrierraised his head and growled, and another basket with a cat and a heapof kittens in it; and there was a huge cage in the window in whichswung a parrot, who called out the moment he saw them, "Here comes thenaughty girl--here comes the naughty girl!" Nan, notwithstanding hermisery, would have given worlds to rush to the bull-terrier's basketto examine its pups, or to the cat's basket to look at the kittens, orto laugh when Poll the parrot said, "Here comes the naughty girl!" Butshe did not dare to do any of these things, and she was led swiftlypast the impertinent bird, and the dog, and the cat, into her ownlittle room.
Nan's room opened out of the pretty bedroom where the sisters slept,and there was a fire here also, and a nice white bed, and prettyfurniture, and even a few flowers on the dressing-table; and nurse, astout, shrewd-looking woman, was standing in the room; and there was ajug of hot water on the washing-stand. The moment Nan appeared, nursespoke to the little girls.
"Now go away, my dears," she said. "I will look after Miss Esterleigh.Come, miss, you would like me to wash your face and hands, would younot?"
What reply Nan made the little sisters did not hear, for they foundthemselves pushed out into the schoolroom and the door was shut.
"Oh Nora, what do you think of her?" said Kitty.
"Well," replied Nora, "I suppose it is because she is unhappy, but shelooks rather cross."
"I do not think she is really. Did you see how her eyes danced whenSally growled?"
; "Sally has very bad manners," said Nora.
"And, oh Noney, Noney, was it not shocking of Poll to say, 'Here comesthe naughty girl'? She will think always now, to her dying day, thathe meant her."
"You know Poll always says that whenever we bring a stranger into theschoolroom," said Nora. "But come, Kitty; let us wash our hands andget ready for supper. I suppose we'll like her after a bit--althoughI'm not sure."
"Did you notice the doll she had in her arms? Was it not too funny?"said Kitty.
"I expect she loves it," said Nora, "but she won't do so for long; wegave up dolls when we were ever so young. A doll is no fun when youhave got a live thing to pet."
At this juncture Nora rushed to Sally's basket, took Jack from hismother, and clasped him tight in her arms.
"Oh! is he not just an angel?" she said; and then the little girlswent to their room to get ready for supper.
Nan appeared, just as pale and just as unsmiling, in the schoolroomafter she had submitted to nurse's ministrations. She hated the brightfires and the gay lamp and the comforts.
"It is all charity," she thought.
That afternoon she had questioned Phoebe as to the position of a girlwhose mother had died without leaving any money behind; and Phoebe,who had no idea that her remarks would have any personal meaning, hadsaid at once:
"Why, she is nothing in the world but a girl, miss; I'd not like to beher--that I wouldn't."
So Nan stood now with a bitter smile on her face. But as she stoodalone in the schoolroom, looking wistfully about her, and wonderinghow she was to please her mother, and how by any possibility she couldever be the best girl whom Mr. Pryor spoke about, there came a funnylittle yap, and behold! Jack the bull-pup was at her feet.
Now, even a charity-girl could scarcely resist a bull-pup of six weeksold, and Nan felt a shiver of longing and delight creeping over her.She forgot Sophia Maria (the neglected doll was thrown on the nearestchair), and the next instant the little pup was clasped in the girl'sarms. She was hugging it and petting it when Kitty came back. If therewas one creature on earth whom Kitty loved it was Jack, and she hadbeen wondering if another of the pups, little Flo or Tommy, would doequally well for Nan's possession. But Flo and Tommy were not nearlyas perfect as Jack, for Jack was a little prince of bull-pups, perfectin every respect, with one white ear and one black, and with the mostimpudent face it was possible for a dog to have; and now Nan wassmiling at him, and pressing his little cheek against hers, and thenKitty knew it was all up with her as far as Jack was concerned. Sheran quickly forward.
"Oh! you have got Jack; he is yours, you know."
She panted out the words, being anxious to get the presentation over,to have the thing done beyond recall. Nan's face turned a littlewhiter.
"I am so sorry!" she said. "I know I ought not to have touched yourpup, but he came to my feet, and he is so sweet!"
"Oh! you would like him, would you not?" said Kitty.
"Like him!" cried Nan. "I love him!"
"Then he is yours--yours! You may have him altogether."
"I--what!" cried Nan.
"I mean that he is mine, and I give him to you. We have got plentymore; will you take him? Say so--quick!"
Nan looked full into Kitty's eyes. Now, this was the last thing Kittywished, for in spite of all her heroism and her desire to be asgenerous as possible, her eyes were full of tears.
"Oh, as if I could take him!" cried Nan. "But thank you--thank you."
"You are to take him; Nora and I wish it. We said so; we made up ourminds that you must be comforted by Jack. We cannot comfort you,because we do not know, and---- Anyhow, we are not dogs. No person cancomfort like a dog can. So, will you have him--will you, please?"
"Oh, I will!" said Nan; and then Kitty went up to her and kissed her;and Nan dropped Jack, and flung her arms round Kitty's neck, and said:
"Thank you--and thank God!"