“They’ve found Her Grace drifting out to sea, but there was naught they could do to save her. Terrible bruises there were on her face from where she fell on the rocks!”
Pepita could not resist a little shudder as Mrs. Sutherland spoke and the housekeeper continued,
“Mr. Torquil is helpin’ His Grace, and you are not to worry aboot the bairns. They’re both in their beds tired out with all the excitement.”
“I thought perhaps they would come to say ‘goodnight’ to me,” Pepita said.
“They wanted to, but I wouldna let them,” Mrs. Sutherland replied. “You’ve had quite enough for one day! You’re lookin’ washed out with it all! Now drink your soup while it’s hot and it’ll make you feel better.”
Pepita tried to do as she was told, but, although a delicious dish of fish had been brought for her,
