No sooner said than done. Mrs. Methuen found Mrs. Cox at home, unfolded her scheme to her, laying stress on the benefit it would be to Jane-Anne and on Jane-Anne’s exceptional fitness for the task. She also pointed out the unusual advantages the baby would enjoy in having so refined and charming an unpaid under-nurse (Mrs. Methuen was fond of Jane-Anne) and hinted at all sorts of possibilities when she should be older and more experienced. Mrs. Cox, wife of a young doctor as yet not very abundantly blessed with patients, embraced the idea with effusion, and Mrs. Methuen flew back to Mr. Wycherly to tell him she had arranged it and that Jane-Anne might make her debut as an embryo Norland Nurse on Tuesday, that day being Friday. "She mustn’t attempt to carry a heavy baby," Mr. Wycherly exclaimed anxiously, knitting his brows distressedly. "Of course not," Mrs. Methuen said decidedly. "She’d wheel the darling up and down Holywell in her pram, or perhaps in South Parks Road, it’s so nice and quiet." "I hope it’s not a heavy perambulator," Mr. Wycherly murmured. "Now don’t you worry. No one would dream of setting Jane-Anne to do anything hard or heavy. You wouldn’t, I suppose, object to her sitting with the baby on her knee, would you? She’s quite a little baby, only six months old and very small." "No," Mr. Wycherly said doubtfully, "if you think it’s quite safe for the baby." "My dear Mr. Wycherly, Jane-Anne is nearly thirteen." "I know," he answered humbly, "that I must appear foolishly nervous to you—but a tiny baby always seems to me so brittle, and Jane-Anne herself is—so fragile—she might drop it." "Don’t you worry," Mrs. Methuen repeated consolingly. "Mrs. Cox will take every care of Jane-Anne, and Jane-Anne will take every care of the baby. Besides, it’s only once a week, on nursery cleaning day." Then Mrs. Methuen went to see Mrs. Dew in the kitchen and unfolded the scheme to her. Mrs. Dew, of cautious Cotswold habit, viewed the plan with marked distrust, but she was too well-trained a servant to do other than seem to acquiesce gratefully in Mrs. Methuen’s kind efforts to benefit her niece. So it was settled that Jane Anne should go to Mrs. Cox on Tuesday morning at ten for a couple of hours, as Mrs. Methuen had arranged. The one person who was not consulted was Jane-Anne herself. Term was over. The men had all gone down, and next day the Methuen household was off to the seaside. Mrs. Methuen’s visit to Mr. Wycherly had been to bid him farewell for a space; and in arranging this for Jane-Anne she felt she had been really helpful.