"Do you feel sleepy, Bessie?" he asked.
"I think so," she replied; "don't let me keep you shut up here any longer—go down and play chess with Elsie."
"You will come down after you are rested?"
"Oh, certainly; I will be down to tea."
He kissed her and turned to leave the room.
"What are you going to do?" she asked, huskily.
"I have some letters to write; I shall go to the library in order to do it in peace—Elsie is certain not to come there."
"Good-bye," said Elizabeth, speaking with hysterical sharpness, which jarred a little on Mellen's quick ear.