have thought it honourable to cast a glance upon the medical papers,
and pushing them aside from where she had pulled them forward,
searched till he had found a long cartridge-paper envelope, which he
laid on the table behind him while he shut up the bureau, and Janet,
by cautiously craning up her neck, managed to read that on it was
written "Will of Joseph Brownlow, Executors: Mrs. Caroline Otway
Brownlow, Lieutenant-Colonel Robert Brownlow."

Her uncle then put both that and the keys in his pocket, either not
seeing her, or not choosing to notice her.




CHAPTER IV. THE STRAY CHICKENS.



But when our father came not here,
I thought if we could find the sea
We should be sure to meet him there,
And once again might happy be.-—Ballad.



"What was Dr. Lucas saying to you?" asked Carey, sitting up in bed
after her breakfast.

"He said, my dear, that you were really well now," said Mrs. Lucas,
tenderly; "and that you only wanted rousing."