"I do not know whether to wait for your mother or not," said he after a short pause.
"Pray wait for her if you are not very busy."
"I came up only to see her, but perhaps she would not wish me to be here when she brings Felix back to the house."
"Indeed she will. She would like you always to be here when there are troubles. Oh, Roger, I wish you could tell me."
"Tell you what?"
"She has written to you;—has she not?"
"Yes; she has written to me."
"And about me?"
"Yes;—about you, Hetta. And, Hetta, Mr. Montague has written to me also."
"He told me that he would," whispered Hetta.