You can never wish to see me again, but come once more. It was not quite as bad as it seemed. J.
In bewilderment he turned to the man.
"Miss Delane sent this?"
"Yes, sir."
"Say I'll come over to the Grange to-morrow morning."
The man rode off, and Dale stood, fingering and staring at his note.
"What does the dear girl mean?" he asked. "What wasn't so bad? Why don't I wish to see her again? Has that ruffian driven her out of her senses?"
When Dr. Spink came that evening, Dale seized the opportunity of sounding him. The Doctor laughed at the idea of any serious mental derangement.
"Miss Delane's very much upset, of course, very much, but her mind is as right as yours or mine."
"She's got no delusions?"