she could be very useful; for the retinue of servants at Fieldhead was by no means numerous, and just now their mistress found plenty of occupation for all the hands at her command, and for her own also. The delicate good-nature and dexterous activity which Caroline brought to the aid of the house-keeper and maids,—all somewhat scared by their lady's unwonted mood—did a world of good at once: it helped the assistants and appeased the directress. A chance glance and smile from Caroline moved Shirley to an answering smile directly. The former was carrying a heavy basket up the cellar-stairs.
"This is a shame!" cried Shirley, running to her. "It will strain your arm."
She took it from her, and herself bore it out into the yard. The cloud of temper was dispelled when she came back; the flash in her eye was melted; the shade on her forehead vanished: she resumed her usual cheerful and cordial manner to those about her, tempering her revived spirits with a little of the softness of shame at her previous unjust anger.
She was still superintending the lading of the cart, when a gentleman entered the yard and approached her ere she was aware of his presence.
"I hope I see Miss Keeldar well, this morning?" he said, examining with rather significant scrutiny her still flushed face.
She gave him a look, and then again bent to her
