"You were there when Warren said that you must not go in the windmill, weren't you?" said Doctor Hugh. "And now you see what happens when you disobey him. I understand that Sarah suggested this disobedience, but that doesn't excuse you, Shirley; there have been plenty of times when you have refused to do as Sarah asked you to. You didn't have to be naughty because she was, did you?" Shirley shook her head. "I know you're sorry," her brother went on. "Then tell Warren so--and next time, Shirley, have a mind and will of your own when you are asked to do something you know is wrong." Warren accepted Shirley's apology gravely and then made a suggestion. "I'm going over to the mill with the heavy wagon," he said, "and if you want to come along, I'll take you. I'll harness up now and let the team stand till after dinner." Sarah scrambled to her feet with the evident intention of including herself in the invitation. "Run along, Rosemary," directed Doctor Hugh, "and take Shirley with you. But I want to talk to you, Sarah." Rosemary glanced back as she walked away with Warren. "Poor Sarah!" she said. "I'm so sorry and I know Hugh is going to scold. But oh, Warren, I think I did right." "Sure," agreed Warren tersely. He had been more shaken by her recital than he cared to admit. "I couldn't have given Sarah away like that, if it hadn't been for Shirley," said Rosemary, her eyes now on the infinitely dear little figure dancing ahead. "Sarah asked me not to tell and I said I wouldn't--and I never have before. Once she lost Aunt Trudy's ring and we all got in an awful mess, but we wouldn't tell. Hugh said then it was wrong and not being truly kind to Sarah. "I didn't see it that way--then," confessed Rosemary. "But to-day--well, to-day, Sarah frightened me so! And I thought that if I kept still and said nothing, next time she might hurt herself or Shirley--when she makes up her mind, she can persuade Shirley to do anything. And Sarah goes a little bit further every time, unless she is stopped." "If you are fretting about whether you did the right thing or not, forget it," Warren advised her seriously. "In the first place, your brother would have had the truth from you in five minutes and in the second place shielding Sarah when she is in a fair way to break her neck unless someone interferes, isn't far from wicked, to my way of thinking." "But she trusts me," urged Rosemary. "Suppose I have lost her confidence?" "You haven't," said Warren with conviction. "More likely, you've gained her respect." Sarah was never to forget the talk with Doctor Hugh that morning. He sat down beside her on the grass and gravely and kindly, without raising his voice or threatening punishment, made her see what she had done.