“On the contrary,” said Gray, “she remarked during the evening that something would happen to her that night which would surprise and astound us all. She said distinctly that ‘to-morrow everything would be different.’”
“What did you understand her to mean by that?”
“We couldn’t understand it at all. It was most mysterious. Nor do we yet know what she meant. For surely she had no thought of dying. She spent the evening playing cards and listening to music, and conversation with the family and guests, quite as usual.”
“In amiable mood?” asked Stone.
“No,” replied Pauline, taking up the talk; “on the contrary she was exceedingly irritable and ill-tempered.”
“You saw her after she went to her room for the night?” and Stone turned his whole attention to Pauline.
“Yes; Miss Frayne and I always went to her room with her, to say good-night and to receive possible orders or suggestions for the next day’s occupations.”
“And you say she was unamiable?”
“That is a mild word,” and Pauline smiled a little. “She was in a high temper, and she told us both that we were to leave this house the next day.”
“You both left her in that mood?”