'
'Yes, it does,' said Cherry, 'it wobbles. I suppose Wilmet says
rotates, just about as much as I am going to do now I have got back
into my own dear sphere again.
CHAPTER VI
THE CACIQUE
'Devouring flames resistless glow,
And blazing rafters downward go,
And never halloo, "Heads below!"
Nor notice give at all.'
Rejected Addresses.
It was a warm night in September, and Wilmet had laid herself down in
bed in her nursery with a careful, but not an oppressed heart. About
many matters she was happier than before. Her mother had revived in
some degree, could walk from her bed-room to the sitting-room, and
took more interest in what was passing; and this the hopeful spirits
of the children interpreted into signs of recovery. Geraldine's
health and spirits had evidently taken a start for the better.
Fulbert, too, was off her mind--safe gone to a clergy-orphan
foundation; and though Lancelot had not yet been elected, owing, Mr.
Audley imagined, to Lady Price's talk about their fine friends,
Wilmet could not be sorry, he was such a little fellow, and the house
would be so dull without his unfailing merriment and oddities.
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