t Hannah? why she
always says she hasn't a nerve in her whole body. She's sometimes
almost cross with me for being nervous, Mr. Prince."

Noel stayed some little time longer with the sisters, and then
returned to Rosebury in time to catch the evening train to London.
When he got there he went straight to Mrs. Ellsworthy's house. That
little lady was anxiously expecting him, and plied him with many
questions on the spot.

"How is she taking it, Arthur?" she asked. "I have been forming and
maturing my plans, and I now think a resident governess at Shortlands
would be the nicest arrangement for the girls. They cannot be parted,
that is very evident, and as Primrose must be more than eighteen she
would not care to go to school. Yes, a resident governess seems the
plan of plans. I would take them up to London early in the spring, and
give them the advantage of the very best masters."

"Primrose seems very unhappy about it," replied Noel. "She may in the
end consent to some scheme for perfecting her education, but I'm quite
sure she will not go, nor allow her sisters to go to Shortlands to
live a life of simple luxury. I am sorry for you, Mrs. Ellsworthy, but
I know Primrose will never consent to that."

"I don't think you are sorry for me, Arthur," answered the pretty
little lady. "In your heart of hearts you quite agree with that
naughty, bad Primrose. You had rather the girls lived in their attic,
and encountered another dreadful Mr. Dove, and fell into the hands of
another designing publisher, than have them safe and happy at
Shortlands. Oh, it is a plot between you all to deprive me of my great
pleasure. Oh, why will girls, and young men, too, be so perverse?"

Noel smiled.

"I am sorry for both you and Primrose," he said. "I am convinced she
will never agree to your present scheme, although she may allow you to
help her to perfect her education."

CHAPTER LIII.

TELEGRAPH WIRES.

Daisy was quite right when she said that Hannah was not subject to
nervous attacks. Hannah scorned nerves, and did not believe in them.
When she was told that the human body was as full of nerves as an
electric battery was full of electricity, that nerves, in short, were
like numberless telegraphic-wires, prevailing the whole human frame,
she stared at the speakers, and pronounced them slightly daft.

Yet Hannah went out of her own little sitting-room on that summer
afternoon with, as she expressed it, trembling sensations