It was not a very large place, but home-like and attractive. Clodagh,
who was accustomed to huge rambling "castles," often in a more or less
dilapidated state, felt glad that this, the first English country-house
she had seen, was smaller and less imposing, and the kind greetings of
the Misses Marriston soon helped her to feel less shy and timid. It was
long before these modern days of "five o'clock teas," but then dinner
was proportionately early, and when the new-comers had shaken hands with
the rest of the family, assembled in the hall to welcome them, Annot
Marriston, the younger of the daughters and Paulina's special friend,
proposed that the cousins should at once go up to their rooms.
"You will be glad to take off your travelling things," she said, "and
dinner will be ready in less than an hour."
At this, Paulina's face fell, and Clodagh looked rather blank. For by
this time they were standing in the spacious and comfortable
guest-chamber prepared for the former, out of which opened a smaller but
pleasant little room for her young cousin companion. But in neither,
naturally enough, was there as yet any sign of their belongings.
"Dinner in less than an hour!" exclaimed Paulina; "and how am I to
change my dress? I suppose, my dear Annot, the luggage-cart won't be
here in time?"
Miss Annot shook her head.
"Not for an hour or nearly that, I fear," she replied. "It comes slowly.
But there is room on the chariot for a box or two. I wish I had told the
men to mention this, and then you could have brought on with you
whatever you needed at once."
Paulina looked extremely annoyed.
"Clodagh," she said sharply, "you really might have thought of it."
Clodagh looked and felt guilty.
"I will do so another time," she murmured.
Annot felt sorry for her.
"I'll run down and enquire about the cart," she said. "Possibly it may
not take as long as I said," and she was hastening off when Paulina
stopped her, for she had sufficient good sense and feeling not to wish
to begin their visit by a scene of ill-temper.
"After all," she said, "it does not very much matter, my dear Annot, if
you all will kindly excuse our enforced _deshabille_, as I understand
you are quite alone--just your own family party."
Annot hesitated a little.
"Ye-es," she replied. "Certainly only a family party. But I was just
going to tell you that Cousin Felicity has arrived unexpectedly. She had
retired to her own apartment before you drove up. That is her way, you
know. She swoops down upon us without the slightest warning and off
again in the same way."
"How very disagreeable!" ejaculated Paulina, but Miss Marriston hastened
to correct her.
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