At first they followed each other into the drawing-room, all wrapped up as they were and sat on chairs apart, saying nothing to each other.

At last Aunt Letty got up.
"You had better go up-stairs with Lady Clara," said she; "I will go to your mamma." "Oh, Aunt Letty, do send us word; pray send us word," said Emmeline.
Mary now began to cry.

"I know he's very ill.

I'm sure he's very ill.
Oh, what shall we do ?" "You had better go up stairs with Lady Clara," said Aunt Letty.

"I will send you up word immediately." "Oh, don't mind me; pray don't mind me," said Clara.