Now Eustace had suddenly begun to repent of having said so much. He had not the least desire to frighten Nesta; he had honestly believed that she must have noticed what he did in their mother's tone and look, but now he realized Nesta had not understood. He stood silent, regretting his carelessness.
"O Eustace," Nesta cried, "of course it is that. How dreadful! I remember now what father said--he knew mother might be frightened, and that is why he offered to have Farley or Robertson up."
There was terror in Nesta's voice now, and Eustace rounded sharply upon her.
"I say, shut up!" he said, with a glance towards Peter, who was too engrossed with his train at the other side of the veranda to be listening. "You don't want to frighten the kids, do you? Besides, father said we should be all right, and he knows."
"But mother was frightened," Nesta said, looking unconvinced.
"She didn't say so," Eustace argued. "She refused to have either of the men up, you see. That doesn't look m