"
About an hour afterwards the servant girl brought Geoffrey some
breakfast of tea and toast. He felt quite hungry, but when it came to
the pinch he could not eat much. Effie, who was starving, made up for
this deficiency, however; she ate all the toast and a couple of slices
of bread and butter after it. Scarcely had they finished, when her
father observed a shade of anxiety come upon his little daughter's face.
"What is it, Effie?" he asked.
"I think," replied Effie in evident trepidation, "I think that I hear
mother outside and Anne too."
"Well, dear, they have come to see me."
"Yes, and to scold me because I ran away," and the child drew nearer to
her father in a fashion which would have made it clear to any observer
that the relations between her and her mother were somewhat strained.
Effie was right. Presently there was a knock at the door and Lady
Honoria entered, calm and pale and elegant as ever. She was followed by
a dark-eyed somewhat impertinent-looking French _bonne_, who held up her
hands and ejaculated, "Mon Dieu!" as she appeared.
"I thought so," said Lady Honoria, speaking in French to the _bonne_.
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