All her clothes were thin and floating, and Mary said they were "full of lace." They looked fuller of lace than ever this morning, but her eyes were not laughing at all.
They were large and scared and lifted imploringly to the fair boy officer's face.
"Is it so very bad?
Oh, is it ?" Mary heard her say.
"Awfully," the young man answered in a trembling voice.

"Awfully, Mrs.
Lennox.

You ought to have gone to the hills two weeks ago." The Mem Sahib wrung her hands.
"Oh, I know I ought!" she cried.

"I only stayed to go to that silly dinner party.

What a fool I was!" At that very moment such a loud sound of wailing broke out from the servants' quarters that she clutched the young man's arm, and Mary stood shivering from head to foot.