Ponsonby, and was so much disappointed to find you out-and so was some one else, I fancy, who I am sure has been at your house this morning! Pray get in and drive home with me. And I will send you back to town after you have paid me a little visit."
Deena had by this time recognized Mrs.
Star, and recovered sufficiently from her surprise to take the offered seat in the carriage, but she was in such a tumult of hope and fear she hardly dared trust herself to do more than greet her old friend. Mrs. Star understood quite well, and gave her time to recover her wits by a characteristic harangue.
"How am I?" she repeated, sardonically. "Lame for life! I have never got over McTorture's treatment, and never shall. Oh, no, it was not the original accident-that was an innocent affair-it is the result of McTorture's nonsense in keeping me chained to my sofa in one position till my leg stiffened.
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