They had seen from their distant playground another figure sitting close beside Felicita, and their curiosity had led them to approach.

Now they recognized Phebe, and a glad shout rang through the air.

She bent down hurriedly to kiss Felicita's cold hand once again, and then she rose to meet them, and prevent them from seeing their mother's deep grief.
"I will go and tell them, poor little things!" she said, "and Madame.
Oh, what can I do to help you all?
Mr.Clifford is at your lodgings, waiting to see you as soon as you can meet him." She did not stay for an answer, but ran to meet Felix and Hilda; while slowly, and with much guilty shrinking from the coming interview, Felicita went back to the village, where Mr.Clifford was awaiting her..