"
"I'll go with you," she said, nodding adieu to Gladys; and she swung off
the step and crossed the shell road.
"Jump in," urged the child; "I'm in a dreadful hurry, and Odin can't
trot very fast."
"I'd prefer to drive slowly," said Miss Erroll in a colourless voice;
and seated herself in the village-cart.
"Why must I drive slowly?" demanded the child. "I'm hungry; besides, I
haven't seen Boots this morning. I don't want to drive slowly; must I?"
"Which are you most in a hurry for?" asked Eileen curiously; "luncheon
or Boots?"
"Both--I don't know. What a silly question. Boots of course! But I'm
starving, too."
"Boots? Of course?"
"Certainly. He always comes first--just like Captain Selwyn with you."
"Like Captain Selwyn with me," she repeated absently; "certainly;
Captain Selwyn should be first, everything else second. But how did you
find out that, Drina?"
"Why, anybody can see that," said the child contemptuously; "you are as
fast friends with Uncle Philip as I am with Boots.
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