And have
you heard, please, there's been an accident with that there Mr. Forcus's
tricky horse?"
Mrs. Day's dark eyes gazed at the girl out of a face blanched to the
pallor of the dead.
"There have, then! Master, he jus' come in and said so. His horse is kilt;
and the groom, he's cut about the face; and your little boy, what he took
a ridin' with him, have got his neck broke."
CHAPTER XXV
To Make Reparation
"Of course we must do something for them," Sir Francis said. "The
difficulty is to decide what."
He and his sister had followed in their carriage the funeral of Franky
Day. Sir Francis had wished, seeing that he must appear there, to appear
unobtrusively, but Ada had thought that she also--painful as it was--must
be present, and Ada could not go afoot. The Forcus carriage, therefore,
had been conspicuous in the meagre procession following the little coffin
to the cemetery.
"We must remember that the poor things have seen better days, and be
careful how we offer," Miss Forcus said. "I have no doubt we shall find
they would rather starve than touch our money."
"I hope they know Reggie has gone away; otherwise it might have looked
heartless his not being there to-day.
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