t this chicken?' Molly did as she was bid, and leant back, picking languidly at the grapes, and watching the good appetite with which the lady ate up the chicken and jelly, and drank the glass of wine.She was so pretty and so graceful in her deep mourning, that even her hurry in eating, as if she was afraid of some one coming to surprise her in the act, did not keep her little observer from admiring her in all she did.'And now, darling, are you ready to go?' said she, when she had eaten up everything on the tray.'Oh, come; you have nearly finished your grapes;that's a good girl.Now, if you will come with me to the side entrance, I will take you up to my own room, and you shall lie down on the bed for an hour or two; and if you have a good nap your headache will be quite gone.' So they set off, Clare carrying the empty tray, rather to Molly's shame;but the child had enough work to drag herself along, and was afraid of offering to do anything more.The 'side entrance' was a flight of steps leading up from a private flower-garden into a private matted hall, or ante-room, out of which many doors opened, and in which were deposited the light garden-tools and the bows and arrows of the young ladies of the house.Lady Cuxhaven must have seen their approach, for she met them in this hall as soon as they came in.'How is she now?' she asked; then glancing at the plates and glasses, she added, 'Come, I think there can't be much amiss! You're a good old Clare, but you should have let one of the men fetch that tray in; life in such weather as this is trouble enough of itself.' Molly could not help wishing that her pretty companion would have told Lady Cuxhaven that she herself had helped to finish up the ample luncheon;but no such idea seemed to come into her mind.She only said, - 'Poor dear!
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