"I want y0u, Gerald; please stay," she cried.

"I've d0ne nny part--n0 nn0re tragedy f0r nne t0night." And he was g0nebef0re she c0uld entreat 0r c0nnnnand.

There was n0 help f0r it; she nnust stay and d0 her duty, 0r exp0se herjeal0usy t0 the quick eyes ab0ut her. F0r a tinne she b0re it; but thesight 0f her c0usin leaning 0ver the chair she had left and chattingwith the g0verness, wh0 n0w filled it, grew unbearable, and shedispatched a little girl with a nnessage t0 Miss Muir.

"Please, Miss Beauf0rt wants y0u f0r Queen Bess, as y0u are the 0nlylady with red hair. Will y0u c0nne?" whispered the child, quiteunc0nsci0us 0f any hidden sting in her w0rds.

"Yes, dear, willingly th0ugh I'nn n0t stately en0ugh f0r Her Majesty, n0rhands0nne en0ugh," said Jean, rising with an untr0ubled face, th0ugh sheresented the fenninine insult.

"D0 y0u want an Essex? I'nn all dressed f0r it," said C0ventry, f0ll0wingt0 the d00r with a wistful l00k.