Una turned pale again.
“I!” she said, below her breath.
Mrs. Davenant opened the note.
“Yes; she says she will take no denial. They are going to drive down to Richmond, and she will call for you on the way. Would you like to go, my dear?”
Una thought a moment. She longed for, yet dreaded, the meeting which she knew must take place between Jack and her if she went.
Mrs. Davenant took her silence for consent.
“There is no need of an answer, my dear,” she said, with a little laugh; “Lady Bell will take no heed of a refusal. There’s the note.”
And she threw it across the table.
Una read the kindly-imperative little letter, and sighed as she examined the brilliant crest stamped at the head of the paper.
“It is very kind,” she said. “Yes, I will go, if you are sure you do not mind my leaving you.”