"Only twenty minutes now," said Paulina. "Really I have never been so
awkwardly placed before. I must say, Clodagh, I do think----" But these
thoughts were destined to remain unrevealed, for at that moment there
came portentous but most welcome sounds in the corridor outside the
room, and in another moment a servant tapped at the door, and entering,
requested the ladies kindly to direct the placing of the boxes.
Clodagh hurried out.
"All of yours had better be brought in here, I suppose, cousin?" she
asked as she went.
"Of course, but not yet," Paulina exclaimed. "What are you thinking of,
child? First of all I must get dressed. My black lace will be the
quickest for to-night. It is in the brown leather imperial. Have that
brought in, and--and the large despatch-box, and the rest can wait till
we go downstairs."
The first-named case was carried to its place, and Paulina was busy
selecting the key when Clodagh ran in with a startled face.
"Cousin," she exclaimed, "the despatch-box is not there!"
Paulina gave a shriek.
"Impossible--and with all my jewellery! Clodagh, you vowed that you saw
everything off the coach, and I vow that I saw it lifted inside when I
started."
"I did, I did see that everything was brought out," exclaimed Clodagh,
now on the point of tears, when luckily, oh the relief of it, a highly
respectable functionary in irreproachable attire appeared at the end of
the passage, carrying with his own majestic hands the missing case.
"I have brought this myself, Madam," he said, addressing Paulina, "to
see it delivered into your personal keeping, surmising that it was of
importance."
"Oh thank you, thank you a thousand times," cried the younger girl
impulsively in her joy, forgetting that she was not the person to reply,
till her cousin, with a condescending gesture, answered stiffly: "I am
obliged to you. You are quite right. The contents are of great value,
and but for carelessness," with a glance at Clodagh, "the case should
have come with ourselves in the chariot. It is not the kind of thing to
be sent in a cart."
The butler, for such he was, bowed in reply.
"Exactly so," he said. "Another time I should advise----"
"Yes, yes," Clodagh interrupted. "I know it was my fault, but I shall
understand better in future. Paulina, do make haste. I have got your
dress out. We will be as quick as possible," she added, turning to the
butler, who took the hint and with another bow his departure also.
And in an incredibly short time, thanks to Clodagh, whose eagerness
seemed to give her two or three pairs of hands instead of one, the elder
girl was attired, jewellery and all. She looked very handsome, and her
young companion stepped back a step or two to admire her.
"Yes," said Paulina, glancing at the mirror with complacency, "I think I
look all right. You're not half a bad maid, child, or let us say----"
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