Later that night, the girls didn't seem to get any rest, especially since they were worried about Miss Clavel and where Maisy and Patch were in their room worried for the same reason.
"What more can we do for Miss Clavel?" Madeline pondered.
"Papa reads books to me when I am sick." Chloe smiled in memory.
"Grandmama makes me her special onion soup." Yvette added.
"Maman comes home late from her performances, but we still play with my dolls." Danielle input.
Darla and Madeline both soon sighed.
"I remember..." Madeline said softly as she pet Genevieve. "Maman would let me stay in her bed and brush my hair... She let me wear the necklace Papa gave her when they first met... But not anymore..."
"I remember when my biological mother used to read me The Frog Prince whenever I was restless." Darla frowned as she pet Maisy.
Madeline gave Darla a hug in sympathy before looking back to the other girls. "At least you all still 'ave your families... Even you, Darla, you 'ave a new family."
"I know, but I still miss my mommy..." Darla replied softly about her birth mother.
"I 'ave no one now..." Madeline bowed her head as she could relate to Darla's backstory, even though Darla had a new family, but she was a lonely orphan.
Patch began to nuzzle up to Darla and Madeline as his way of comforting them.
"Poor Madeline and Darla..." Yvette began to cry.
"No families..." Chloe added.
"'Ow sad!" Danielle sniffled.
The little girls then all began to cry as Darla and Madeline hung their heads and where Miss Clavel, Atticus, and Cherry soon heard the girls crying.
"Girls?" Atticus's voice asked before coming to the door with Cherry. Miss Clavel also came to the door.
"We are sorry, Miss Clavel," Madeline frowned.
"We are feeling sad because poor Madeline has no family and Darla lost her blood family." Yvette sniffled.
Maisy nodded out of sadness.
"Oh, mes enfants," Miss Clavel soothed. "Do not forget, we are not only far away from family, but we can be one with each other."
"That's right." Atticus nodded.
"Families come in all shapes and sizes." Miss Clavel continued with a smile.
"Is it the same, Miss Clavel?" Madeline asked before shaking her head. "I do not think so."
"Darla, think about when we adopted you," Atticus said to his little sister. "We may not be blood related, but I look after you and protect you like a real big brother would, don't I?"
"That is true." Darla nodded before getting tickled by Atticus as he always knew that was one of the ways to cheer her up.
"Who's my little sis?" Atticus smirked.
"I am!" Darla giggled from the tickling.
"And besides, what do you guys say before every meal?" Cherry then reminded.
"'We love our bread'..." Miss Clavel began.
"'We love our butter, but most of all, we love each other'." the other girls continued.
"That's right." Atticus nodded as he stopped tickling Darla who was feeling much happier.
Darla smiled up to Atticus and he smiled back to her.
"Perhaps it is so..." Madeline sighed as she still missed her parents very much.
"I know it is." Miss Clavel soothed with a smile.
"Oh, Aunt Clara, you should go back to bed..." Charlotte suggested. "You are sick after all."
"She's right, Miss Clavel." Atticus said.
"And then where will we be?" Chloe asked.
The girls then urged for their headmistress to go back to bed to get better.
"I will go to bed if you go to bed." Miss Clavel smiled to her girls.
"That sounds like a good compromise." Atticus smiled.
The girls then smiled back as they went back to their beds. Once in their beds, the girls yawned and felt tired instantly. Miss Clavel then left to go to sleep and Atticus walked with Cherry back to their spare room as a deal was a deal.
"Will you have sweet dreams if we 'ave sweet dreams?" Madeline asked.
"Oui, mon cherie." Miss Clavel smiled.
The girls each soon closed their eyes and went to sleep. The rest of the night was peaceful for the most part and morning came sooner than anyone would know or realize.