All unconsciously, all unknowingly, the love had come to her that was to work wonders—the love that was to be her redemption.
CHAPTER XXXV.
THE STORY OF ELAINE.
Miss Hastings laid down the newspaper, with a quick glance of pleased surprise.
"I am glad that I came to Omberleigh," she said. "Imagine, Pauline, who is here. You have heard me speak of the St. Lawrences. I educated Laura St. Lawrence, and she married well and went to India. Her husband holds a very high appointment there. Lady St. Lawrence is here with her son, Sir Vane. I am so pleased."
"And I am pleased for you," responded Pauline, with the new gentleness that sat so well upon her.
"I must go and see them," continued Miss Hastings. "They are staying at Sea View. We can soon find out where Sea View is."
"St. Lawrence!" said Pauline, musingly; "I like the name; it has a pleasant sound."