"And how's Archie?"
And then instantly she remembered that Archie was in prison. Her heart smote her for her thoughtlessness. Gusta's head was hanging.
"I've just been to see him," she said.
"I wished to hear of him, Gusta," Elizabeth said, trying by her tone to destroy the quality of her first question. "I spoke to Mr. Marriott about him--I'm sure he'll get him off."
Gusta made no reply, and Elizabeth saw that her tears were falling.
Elizabeth saw that her tears were falling
"Come, Gusta," she said sympathetically, "you mustn't feel bad."
The girl suddenly looked at her, her eyes full of tears.
"Oh, Miss Elizabeth," she said, "if you could only know! To see him down there--in that place! Such a thing never happened to us before!"