Chapter 11 GOSSIP AND DIPLOMACY.

The strain was over; and the little lad slumbered peacefully,-until dawn, as it proved. We got the mother gradually quieted, and at last induced to go off to bed, leaving Kathleen in charge for the night. About half-past-one, Terence and I, growing hungry, extemporised a sort of pic-nic in the kitchen; but Kathleen wouldn't touch anything we brough