"What may I do?"
"Go and say I shall not dine. Then you may come back, if you will."
The patient waiting-woman came back and sat by her mistress in motionless silence. Mrs Transome would not let her dress be touched, and waved away all proffers with a slight movement of her hand. Denner dared not even light a candle without being told. At last, when the evening was far gone, Mrs Transome said,
"Go down, Denner, and find out where Harold is, and come back and tell me."
"Shall I ask him to come to you, madam?"
"No; don't dare to do it, if you love me. Come back."
Denner brought word that Mr Harold was in his study, and that Miss Lyon was with him. He had not dined, but had sent later to ask Miss Lyon to go into his study.
"Light the candles and leave me."
"Mayn't I come again?"
"No. It may be that my son will come to me."
"Mayn't I sleep on the little bed in your bedroom?"
"No, good Denner; I am not ill. You can't help me."
