"
Jasmine's face clouded over.
"Have you forgotten, Primrose, that Miss Egerton and Mr. Noel were to
take me to South Kensington Museum to-day? They arranged that I should
go with them quite a week ago, and it would never do to put them off
again now. I'll tell you what I'll do, Primrose; I'll take Daisy too;
I'll see that she is not over tired, and Mr. Noel will take great care
of her; they are very fond of each other."
"Try to arrange it so, then, Jasmine," said Primrose; "for I do not
feel happy about her being left."
Primrose went away to spend her day as usual with Mrs. Mortlock, and
sat down to her "continual reading" with a heavy heart.
Mrs. Mortlock was losing her sight rapidly--cataract was forming on
her eyes, and she could now only dimly see the face and form of her
young companion. Primrose, however, always managed to soothe the
somewhat irascible old lady, and was already a prime favorite with
her.
To-day she took up the newspaper with a heavy heart, and the anxiety
which oppressed her made itself felt in a certain weary tone which
came into her voice.
Mrs. Mortlock was fond of Primrose, but was never slow in expressing
an opinion.
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