But Terry hung her head.

She was, as usual, longing to confess everything that had happened, but kept silence through obedience to Nurse Nancy.

However, when she was invited to partake of the good things of the tea-table, she did not fail to verify Nurse Nancy's prediction as to the return of her appetite.
Indeed, all the troubles of the morning had been by this time removed so far away that it seemed as if they must have happened a year ago.

Lally had sent her word that Jocko's knees were nearly all right, and that he suffered no pain from them.

Turly's head was in its usual place, and the pot, being brass, was not even broken.