Then, as my mother was tired, her maid came, and Sir Roland said,
"Good-night."

I remember how we both felt sad and lonely, though we could not quite
tell why; and that my beautiful mother fell fast asleep, holding my hand
in hers; and that they would not take me away, lest they should awake
her.

"And my lady has so little sleep," they said, pityingly, "we never awake
her."

I wish, my darling, that for both of us it had been the long, sweet
sleep from which there is no awaking.




CHAPTER VI.


The first three days following Miss Reinhart's arrival were a holiday.
My father himself showed her over the house, took her through the
picture galleries, told her all the legends of the place. She walked out
in the grounds and had learned to make herself quite at home. Sir Roland
told her that she must do so, that her duties and responsibilities would
be great. She must therefore take care of herself.

I was with them in the picture gallery, and Sir Roland never stopped to
think that it would perhaps be better not to discuss such things before