ave change, and he must have rest."

Lucy was much impressed by this, as she was by all she heard of MTutor.
She was quite satisfied that such immense intellectual exertions as his
did indeed merit compensation. She said, "I am sure he would get rest
with us, Jock. There would be nothing to tire him, and whatever I could
do for him, dear, or Sir Tom either, we should be glad, as he is so good
to you."

"I don't know that he's what you call fond of the country--I mean the
English country. Of course it is different abroad," said Jock
doubtfully. Then he came back to the original subject with a bound,
scattering all Lucy's hopes. "But we didn't begin about MTutor. It was
the other business we were talking of. Is it true that Sir Tom----"

"Jock," said Lucy seriously. Her mild eyes got a look he had never seen
in them before. It was a sort of dilation of unshed tears, and yet they
were not wet. "If you know any time when Sir Tom was ever unkind or
untrue, I don't know it. He has always, always been good. I don't think
he will change now. I have always done what he told me, and I always
will. But he never told me anything. He knows a great deal better than
all of us put together. Of course, to obey him, that is my first duty.
And I always shall. But he never asks it--he is too good. What is his
will, is my will," she said. She fixed her eyes very seriously on Jock,
all the time she spoke, and he followed every movement of her lips with
a sort of astonished confusion, which it is difficult to describe. When
she had ceased Jock drew a long breath, and seemed to come to the
surface again, after much tossing in darker waters.

"I think that it must be true," he said slowly, after a pause, "as
people say--that women are very queer, Lucy. I didn't understand one
word you said."

"Didn't you, then?" she said, with a smile of gentle benignity; "but
what does it matter, when it will all come right in the end? Is that our
omnibus, Jock, that is going along with all that luggage? How curious
that is, for nobody was coming to-day that I know of. Don't you see it
just turning in to the avenue? Now that is very strange indeed," said
Lucy, raising herself very erect upon her cushions with a little
quickened and eager look. An arrival is always exciting in the country,
and an arrival which was quite unexpected, and of which she could form
no surmise as to who it could be, stirred up all her faculties. "I
wonder if Mrs. Freshwater will