"When do we go?" asked Margaret, after a short silence.
"I do not know exactly. I wanted to talk it over with you. You see, your mother knows nothing about it yet: but I think, in a fortnight;--after my deed of resignation is sent in, I shall have no right to remain."
Margaret was almost stunned.
"In a fortnight!"
"No--no, not exactly to a day. Nothing is fixed," said her father, with anxious hesitation, as he noticed the filmy sorrow that came over her eyes, and the sudden change in her complexion. But she recovered herself immediately.

'When do we go?' she asked.
'In a fortnight; after my resignation is sent in, I shall have no right to remain.'
Margaret was almost stunned. 'In a fortnight!'
'Nothing is fixed,' said her father anxiously. But she recovered herself immediately.
