"
Patience, herself, was doing her best to play fair; fortunately, she
was in school the greater part of the day, else the strain upon her
powers of self-control might have proved too heavy.
"Mother," Pauline said one evening, lingering in her mother's room,
after Hilary had gone to bed, "I don't believe Uncle Paul means
answering at all. I wish I'd never asked him to do anything."
"So do I, Pauline. Still it is rather early yet for you to give up
hope. It's hard waiting, I know, dear, but that is something we all
have to learn to do, sooner or later."
"I don't think 'no news is good news,'" Pauline said; then she
brightened. "Oh, Mother Shaw! Suppose the letter is on the way now,
and that Hilary is to have a sea voyage! You'd have to go, too."
"Pauline, Pauline, not so fast! Listen, dear, we might send Hilary out
to The Maples for a week or two. Mrs. Boyd would be delighted to have
her; and it wouldn't be too far away, in case we should be getting her
ready for that--sea voyage."
"I don't believe she'd care to go; it's quieter than here at home."
"But it would be a change. I believe I'll suggest it to her in the
morning."
But when Mrs. Shaw did suggest it the next morning, Hilary was quite of
Pauline's opinion.
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