THE following morning, at the breakfast-table, Mr. Burford remarked to his little daughter: "Dr. Brewer1's coming to see you some time to-day, my dear, so you must stay indoors until he has been here."
"Very well, Father," Nellie answered. "Did you ask him to come?" she inquired. "He said the last time he saw me that he shouldn't call again without he was sent for, and I'm not ill, you know."
"No, not ill," Mr. Burford agreed. "But you're not very strong, are you? Didn't I hear you complaining of leg-ache last night?"
"Yes," said the little girl; "my legs are always aching now, and they feel so weak and funny sometimes, just as if they were somebody else's legs, not mine."
"Perhaps Dr. Brewer may be able to give you some medicine to put them right," suggested Tom. "He may, mayn't he, Mother?"
"Oh, I hope so," Mrs. Burford replied. She spoke2 with a smile and in a cheerful tone, but her glance as it rested on her little daughter showed anxiety to Tom's sharp, watchful3 eyes.
Nellie was looking very pale and languid this morning, and did not in the least mind having to remain indoors. Breakfast over, Tom said he would walk to the bank with his Father, and soon afterwards the pair set off together, accompanied by the ever-ready Tim.
"Father," began the boy, as soon as they had left the house, "I believe you're worried about Nellie, aren't you?"
"Yes, Tom, I am," Mr. Burford replied. "Don't alarm yourself," he continued hastily, for Tom had suddenly become quite white. "I don't think she's actually ill, but you know that illness of hers pulled her down dreadfully, and—well, she's a frail4 little thing, and she doesn't pick up strength so quickly as we hoped she would."
"I know what Dr. Brewer will say when he sees her," Tom said in a troubled tone; "he'll say, as he did before, that she ought to go to the seaside for a change."
Mr. Burford nodded. "Yes, I quite expect that will be it," he agreed. "If he does, we must manage to send her," he added, to Tom's surprise.
"But, Father, how can it be managed?" the little boy questioned. "I thought you couldn't spare the money. Mother told me you couldn't."
"I can't spare the money for a holiday for us all this year, and if I could, that would only mean a fortnight's change; but I've been hearing of a school—a sort of nursing home it is really— at Broadstairs, where for a small sum a week, delicate children are medically treated, taught, and well cared for. If I don't manage to send Nellie there for a few months—say, till Christmas—"
"What, by herself?" broke in Tom, utterly5 aghast at this idea. "Oh, I'm sure she wouldn't like that!"
"Of course, some one—her mother, most probably—would take her to Broadstairs," Mr. Burford explained. "I was not suggesting that she should make such a long journey alone."
"But she would be alone with strangers afterwards! In a strange place, too! Oh, how can you bear to think of it, Father? I'm sure Mother won't let her go. You don't think she will, do you?"
"Yes, certainly, if it is best for our little girl. It may be a matter of life or death whether Nellie goes to Broadstairs or not. Yes, Tom, indeed it may. The air there is very good, I am told, and Dr. Brewer believes it would be the best medicine Nellie could possibly have. Of course, we shall miss the child dreadfully, but we must put all personal feelings aside for her sake. I know her mother will, and so must you and I, Tom."
Tom liked to be linked with his father in that way, and his face, which had been overcast6 with dismay, suddenly brightened.
"Remember, our conversation has been confidential," Mr. Burford reminded him. "Don't say anything about Broadstairs to Nellie for the present. You understand?"
Tom nodded assent7. They had reached the bank now, so there was no time for further conversation. The little boy stood outside on the pavement for several minutes after his father had left him, reflecting on what had been said; then, noticing that Tim was looking up at him with a questioning expression in his brown eyes, he stooped and patted the dog, saying: "All right, old fellow; we'll have a good walk in the country before we go home, I know that's what you want."
A quarter of an hour later Tom had left the town and was passing along the road which led by Halcyon8 Villa9. So occupied was his mind with thoughts of his sister that he had reached the end of the road, and had turned into a narrow lane, shaded by hazel bushes which nearly met overhead, when a low growl10 from Tim warned him that another dog was near.
"To heel, Tim!" he commanded, sharply, and, as Tim obeyed, he caught sight of Peter Perry, seated on a mossy bank on one side of the lane, holding Bounce by a leash11. "Don't let your dog go!" he shouted.
"All right, I won't!" Peter answered. He rose as he spoke, his dark cheeks flushing, walked a few steps forward, and stopped. "It's Tom Burford, isn't it?" he said, in a hesitating, nervous tone.
Tom stared at him, struck dumb with amazement12. Was it really possible that Peter did not recognise him? Oh, he could not believe that!
"Of course it is Tom Burford," Peter continued. "I knew your voice the minute I heard it. I had been wondering who was coming. I'm so glad it's you! I've been hoping to meet you—"
"That's enough!" interrupted Tom, angrily. "You have been hoping to meet me? You expect me to believe that? If it was true you'd have spoken to me the other day in the town!"
"The other day in the town?" echoed Peter. "Oh, did we meet in the town? I wish you'd spoken to me, then—"
"Why should I have spoken to you?" Tom interrupted again; "I don't want to have anything to do with you!"
"I didn't think you did," Peter replied, with surprising meekness13; "of course there was no reason why you should have spoken to me— I only said I wished you had. I want to tell you how very, very sorry I am about that shilling. Please do believe that I didn't mean to insult you. I—I thought if you were so poor—" He broke off, looking greatly distressed14.
"I wouldn't have taken your money if I'd been starving!" declared Tom.
"I didn't mean to insult you," Peter repeated, and, to Tom's amazement, there were actually tears in his eyes as he spoke. "How could I tell what sort of boy you were?"
"You might have seen, I should have thought!"
"Oh, but surely you know—" Peter was saying eagerly, when the two dogs, which had been regarding each other with hostile glances, began to snarl15. "Oh, they're going to fight again!" he exclaimed; "what can we do?"
"You'd better go on," Tom said, gripping Tim by the collar; "I couldn't hold my dog if he struggled much—he's awfully16 strong. Don't wait any longer! Go on—do go on!"
Thus adjured17, Peter did go on, and in a very few minutes disappeared, with Bounce, around the turn leading from the lane into the road.
"Well, that is the most extraordinary boy I have ever met," Tom reflected, as, having released Tim, he went along the lane; "the idea of his pretending he didn't recognise me in the town, or to-day either until I spoke! I don't think he can be quite right in his head."
By and by he came to a five-barred gate. It was locked, but he climbed over it and crossed two grass fields to a wood beyond. Through the wood he went, and into the road which passed by Hatwell Green. Five minutes later he had reached the gipsies' encampment.
Hatwell Green was a triangular18 piece of common ground, with fields on two sides and the high road on the other. There were several caravans19 there besides the Lees', and two tents; in front of one of the latter a group of children were playing, amongst whom was Zingra. The little girl left the others as soon as her bright dark eyes espied21 Tom, and made for the red and yellow caravan20, calling for her mother. A moment later Mrs. Lee descended22 the steps of the caravan, and, with Zingra holding to her skirt, came and spoke to Tom. "Good morning, young gentleman," she said, smiling. "Look, Zingra, at the pretty doggie!"
Zingra dropped her hold of her mother's skirt, and clasped Tim around the neck. At first Tom was afraid the dog might resent this treatment, but instead of doing so he seemed much flattered by the little girl's embrace, and licked her brown cheek.
"It isn't often a dog will hurt a child," Mrs. Lee observed; "Zingra's like her father, and has a soft spot in her heart for dumb animals."
"Don't you keep a dog?" inquired Tom.
The woman shook her head. "Our last was shot by a gamekeeper," she said, and Moses says he won't get another. "The poor creature crawled back to the caravan wounded, and died." She passed her hand across her eyes. "I can't bear to think of it," she added feelingly.
"I dare say not," Tom answered, with ready sympathy.
Mrs. Lee was a very friendly and talkative woman. She informed Tom that there were three families encamped on the Green, and that the heads of the families, with the exception of herself, had gone to attend a fair which was being held at a town some miles distant; she had been left to fulfil some domestic duties and see the children came to no harm, she explained. By and by she asked Tom if he would like to look around, and when he gave an eager assent, allowed him to go into the tents, one of which was used as a kitchen and had a stove in it, whilst the other was the sleeping quarters for the men. The gipsy children had all stopped their game and were clustered around Zingra, watching her and Tim.
"I think I must be going now," Tom remarked at last, "they don't know at home where I am; so I must say good-bye, Mrs. Lee. Come, Tim!"
"No, no!" cried Zingra, "me keep Tim!" And she held the dog tight by his collar.
There was a general laugh at this, but Zingra was quite serious. Tom, intensely amused, answered gaily23: "Very well, then. That's settled. Good-bye everybody!"
He did not speak to Tim again, but scarcely had he taken half-a-dozen steps when there was an outcry from Zingra. Tim, the moment he had seen his master turn his back on the Green, had struggled himself free; he now bounded up to Tom and jumped against him in a state of great excitement.
"Down, Tim, down!" cried Tom, laughing delightedly, and caressing24 the little animal. "So you won't stay with the gipsies? Not likely! I didn't think you would, my boy!"
There were two ways back to Chilaton, one way across country by which Tom had come, the other by road, and the little boy chose to return by the latter. His conversation with Mrs. Lee had quite dismissed Peter Perry from his mind for the time, but as he neared Halcyon Villa his thoughts reverted25 to him.
He was close to the big iron gates when he heard voices in the garden within, and caught the words: "Yes, I know Bounce would not be likely to lead you into danger, but please don't go away from the house again without either myself or one of the servants is with you."
"Oh, all right, Aunt Harriet," Peter's voice answered submissively, "I didn't intend to have been away so long. I'll keep in the garden in future."
"Wants a nurse to look after him, evidently," Tom said to himself as he passed on, "and he's as old as I am, I should think! What a molly-coddle the fellow must be!"
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