There, doctor, I've come to take him, so now let's have lunch." The lunch was eaten, and the doctor and Mrs Dunham having nothing more to say, Nic hastily packed up his things, and then ran to the schoolroom to say good-bye.

Ten minutes later he was in Lady O'Hara's carriage, with the cheer given by the boys humming in his brain and a peculiar sensation of sadness making itself felt, though all the time his heart was throbbing with exultation, and the intense desire to go on faster and faster, far away from school, and to make his first plunge into the unknown.
Lady O'Hara did not speak for some time, but took out her little ivory tablets, and sat back in the carriage conning over the memoranda they contained, while her companion read and re-read his letters.

Then, shutting them up, she returned the little book to its case and faced round.
"Well," she said, with a merry look, "have you done breaking your heart, Dominic ?" "Yes," he said gravely.--"I can't help feeling sorry to come away, and I'm afraid the boys liked me better than I thought for.

It isn't so nice as I fancied it would be." "No, I suppose not," said his companion; "nothing ever is so nice as we thought it would be.

Like to go back for a month till the ship sails ?" "What!" cried Nic.
"I'll tell the man to drive back, if you like." "You're saying that to tease me, Lady O'Hara." "True, my boy, I was." "And you know I wouldn't go back.