“Did he?”
“Yes, after saving all our lives. Need I say that we are anxious, in our turn, to hear of his safety? It was still very tempestuous when he left us to catch the great ship, and he was in an open boat.”
“My brother is alive, Miss Fountain, if that is what you wish to know.”
“Alive? is he not well? has he met with any accident? any misfortune? is he in the East Indiaman? has he written to you?”
“You are very curious: it is rather late in the day; but, if I am to speak about my brother, it must be at home, and not in an open shop. I can't trust my feelings.”
“Are you going home, Miss Dodd?”
“Yes.”
“Shall I come with you?”
“If you like: it is close by.”
Lucy's heart quaked. Eve was so stern, and her eyes like basilisks'.