Then she enquired whether she might carry good news of Lucy to Miss Manisty and the master.
Lucy hurriedly begged they might be told that she was quite well, and nobody was to take the smallest trouble about her any more.

Benson threw a sceptical look at the girl's blanched cheek, shook her head a little, and departed.
A few minutes afterwards there was a light tap at the door and Eleanor Burgoyne entered.
'You have slept ?--you are better,' she said, standing at Lucy's bedside.
'I am only ashamed you should give me a thought,' the girl protested.

'I should be up now but for Benson.

She said I should be out of the way.' 'Yes,' said Eleanor quietly.

'That is so.' She hesitated a moment, and then resumed--'If you should hear anything disagreeable don't be alarmed.