“Why, yes, sir. Just a moment.”
She looked at some more cards, and came back to him. She looked a bit disturbed.
“The book, 'Poisonous Plants of New Jersey' was taken out by Miss Viola Carwell,” said the girl.
CHAPTER XII. BLOSSOM'S SUSPICIONS
Characteristic as it was of Colonel Ashley not to show surprise, he could hardly restrain an indication of it when he reached The Haven, and found Miss Mary Carwell and Viola there. They were not expected until the next day, but while her niece was temporarily absent Miss Carwell explained the matter.
“She couldn't stand it another minute. She insisted that I should pack and come with her. Something seemed to drive her home.”
“I hope,” said the Colonel gently, “that she didn't imagine that I wasn't doing all possible, under the circumstances.”
“Oh, no, it wasn't anything like that. She just wanted to be at home. And I think, too,” and Miss Carwell lowered her voice, after a glance at the door, “that she wanted to see him.”
“You mean—?”