troubles to take the young man's rudeness to heart, and after passing a few minutes in breaking her toast and sipping her tea, she felt justified in rising from table. She took a cup of milk with her and departed, watched by the medical lady, who shook her head.
The younger Miss Semaphore found her sister rolling her eyes in the most alarming fashion.
"What is the matter?" she asked, but Augusta of course was unable to tell. She fixed an angry glance, however, on the door of her sister's room and nodded towards it. Something in that direction was evidently the cause of her displeasure. As a matter of fact she had had a fright. While Prudence was downstairs, one of the housemaids, not knowing that anyone was there, made an attempt to get in, and as the lock on that particular door was shaky, Miss Semaphore expected every moment to see the girl enter the room. She could not explain this, so had to content herself with looking cross.
Prudence pulled the curtains, moved a number of things, saying each time, "Is it this?" "Is it that?" but failing naturally, to get a reply, she gave up the attempt and began to feed her sister. The operation was not successful.
