THE ARGOSY.

MAY, 1891.

THE FATE OF THE HARA DIAMOND.

CHAPTER XVIII.

Janet in A new character.

On entering Lady Chillington’s room for the second time, Janet found that the mistress of Deepley Walls had completed her toilette in the interim, and was now sitting robed in stiff rustling silk, with an Indian fan in one hand and a curiously-chased vinaigrette in the other.  She motioned with her fan to Janet.  “Be seated,” she said, in the iciest of tones; and Janet sat down on a chair a yard or two removed from her ladyship.

“Since you were here last, Miss Hope,” she began, “I have seen Sister Agnes, who informs me that she has already given you an outline of the duties I shall require you to perform should you agree to accept the situation which ill-health obliges her to vacate.  At the same time, I wish you clearly to understand that I do not consider you in any way bound by what I have done for you in the time gone by, neither would I have you in this matter run counter to your inclinations in the slightest degree.  If you would prefer that a situation as governess should be obtained for you, say so without hesitation; and any small influence I may have shall be used ungrudgingly in your behalf.  Should you agree to remain at Deepley Walls, your salary will be thirty guineas a-year.  If you wish it, you can take a day for consideration, and let me have your decision in the morning.”

Lady Chillington’s mention of a fixed salary stung Janet to the quick:  it was so entirely unexpected.  It stung her, but only for a moment; the next she saw and gratefully recognised the fact that she should no longer be a pensioner on the bounty of Lady Chillington.  A dependent she might be—­a servant even, if you like; but at least she would be earning her living by the labour of her own hands; and even about the very thought of such a thing there was a sweet sense of independence that flushed her warmly through and through.

Her hesitation lasted but a moment, then she spoke.  “Your ladyship is very kind, but I require no time for consideration,” she said.  “I have already made up my mind to take the position which you have so generously offered me; and if my ability to please you only prove equal to my inclination, you will not have much cause to complain.”

A faint smile of something like satisfaction flitted across Lady Chillington’s face.  “Very good, Miss Hope,” she said, in a more gracious tone than she had yet used.  “I am pleased to find that you have taken so sensible a view of the matter, and that you understand so thoroughly your position under my roof.  How soon shall you be prepared to begin your new duties?”

“I am ready at this moment.”

“Come to me an hour hence, and I will then instruct you.”