The Lady Principal of Queen's College had found her work--temporary work, to be sure, but something to go on with till she could look about her.

The Lady Principal and Dr.Carruthers were against her making any definite plans till Lady Agatha Chenevix should return--she was in America, arranging for a display of her industries at a forthcoming exhibition.

They had an idea that Lady Agatha would expect to be consulted in any plan that affected her friend's future.
Returning home after the funeral Mary found that all her attention would be required for a short time for Fifine.

The little dog had had a fit or something of the kind, and had rallied wonderfully, considering her great age.

She had missed her one friend during that hour of absence.
Dr.Carruthers came in and looked at the dog, stooping to examine it with as much tender care as though it had been human and a paying patient.