She imagined herself soothing Jasmine, holding
Primrose's hand, and allowing Daisy to sit on her knee. Miss Martineau
was most kind-hearted, and would have done anything for the three
girls, whom she dearly loved, only, like many another good-hearted
person, she would wish to do that anything or something in her own
way.
"Good evening, Hannah," she said, as the old cook opened the door;
"you have had a sad affliction--a terrible affliction. I hope the dear
young ladies are--" Miss Martineau paused for a word, then she
said--"tranquil."
"Oh yes, miss," answered Hannah. "Walk in, please, Miss
Martineau--this way--the young ladies is hoping you'll take a cup of
tea with them, miss." Miss Martineau found herself the next instant in
one of the most cheerful sitting-rooms to be found at Rosebury--it had
always been a pretty room--furnished daintily with the odds and ends
of rich and choice furniture which had belonged to Mrs. Mainwaring in
her wealthy days. Now it was bright with flowers, and the western sun
poured in at one angle of the wide bay window. The three girls, in
their very simple black dresses, with no crape, came forward in a
little group to meet her.
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