"No, dear, not you. We will write for Brian and Elizabeth. And, excuse me, Percival, but if your sister is in any difficulty, I think it would be only kind if you went to her assistance."
"Yes, Mr. Heron," said Angela. "Do go. Do help her if you can."
And this time Percival did not refuse.
CHAPTER XLIX.
KITTY'S WARNING.
"It's an odd thing," said Percival, with a puzzled look, "that Kitty won't see me."
"Won't see you?" ejaculated Rupert.
They had arrived at Dunmuir the previous day, and located themselves at the hotel. Arthur Fane had come with them, but he was at present in the smoking-room, and the two friends had their parlour to themselves.
"Exactly. Sent word she was ill."