“But at the same time it has been hard on poor little Amelia. I saw no other way than to bring her down. You must go to her at once.”
She turned toward Braidwood and Porter, still standing where she had left them.
“When you have done, I’ll see you with reference to this miserable resolution; but that can wait till we are at the Capitol. This other matter comes first, of course.”
She smiled with a fat sweetness.
“And Morley,” she said, “order two carriages for us at ten o’clock. You may drive to the Capitol with us.”
And she went away.
Vernon ordered the carriages, and in turning the whole matter over in his mind he came to the conclusion that he must deal with these complications one at a time; Miss Greene, as events now had shaped themselves, would have to wait until he got over to the State House.
XIII
VERNON found Amelia in one of the hotel parlors, seated on a sofa by a window. She was resting her chin in her hand and looking down into Capitol Avenue.
“Amelia,” he said, bending over her. “What is it? tell me.”