"Nay, of course I won't. Now you begin your undressing, and I'll be back very soon." Excited and frightened and yet hugely interested, Archie stood at the door of his room listening. Suddenly he heard the sound of Miss Schwarz's voice raised almost to a scream. Then there came the crash of a glass, and the ringing of a bell, while still Miss Schwarz's voice gabbled on, shrill and guttural. Trembling, and yet unable to resist the call of his curiosity, he stole to the corner of the nursery passage, and saw William come upstairs and go along to the school-room. Then Blessington came out, and, instead of coming back to the nursery, she went downstairs, and presently his father came up again with her. He, too, went along the school-room passage, and suddenly, as if a tap had been turned off, the shrill voice ceased. Once, for a moment, it broke out again, and as suddenly stopped, and then came the very odd sight of Miss Schwarz being led along the landing to her room by his father and Blessington. Blessington and Miss Schwarz entered together, his father went downstairs after a moment's conversation with William, and presently William came along the landing towards the nursery. "Oh, William, what's happened?" said Archie. "Is Miss Schwarz very ill?" "Well, she ain't very well," said William. "Lumme!" "What does that mean?" asked Archie. "It don't mean anything particular, Master Archie." "Will Miss Schwarz be better in the morning?" asked Archie. "Lord, yes. They're always better in the morning, though they don't feel so. Now Blessington won't be back yet awhile, so I'm to look after you, and see you safe to bed." Suddenly the thought of lying helpless in bed, with no Blessington next door, and the possibility of Miss Schwarz guessing that Archie had told of her illness, filled him with awful apprehension. She might come screaming down the passage, with her claw-like hands starving for Archie's face. "Oh, William, don't leave me till Blessington comes back," he entreated. "No, sir, of course I won't. There, let me undo your shoes for you. You've got the laces in a knot." "And she won't hurt Blessington either?" asked Archie. "Bless you, no sir," said William. "And there's your night-shirt. Now jump into bed, and I'll open the windows." William put out the light, and Archie, with a delicious sense of security seeing him seated by the fire, dozed off. Once, just before he got fairly to sleep, an awful vision of Miss Schwarz's red face came across the field of his closed eyelids, and he started up. But in a moment William was by him. "It's all right, sir," he said. "I'm on the look out." * * * * *