"But I wrote to you. I have written often."
"In no letter have you told me why you went away," said Millie.
"You missed me when I went, then?"
Millie shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, I had seen a good deal of you. I missed--I missed--something," she said. Callon drank his tea and set down his cup.
"I have come to tell you why I went away without a word. I never mentioned the reason in my letters; I meant to tell you it with my lips. I did not go away, I was sent away."
Millie was perplexed. "Sent away?" she repeated. "I understood, from what you wrote, that you accepted a post from Mr. Mudge?"
"I had to accept it," said Callon. "It was forced on me. Mudge was only the instrument to get me out of the way."
"Who sent you away, then?" asked Millie.
"A friend of yours--Miss Pamela Mardale."