CHAPTER LXXV
In the meantime, Lady Roehampton was paying her farewell visit to her former pupil. They were alone, and Adriana was hanging on her neck and weeping.
“We were so happy,” she murmured.
“And are so happy, and will be,” said Myra.
“I feel I shall never be happy again,” sighed Adriana.
“You deserve to be the happiest of human beings, and you will be.”
“Never, never!”
Lady Roehampton could say no more; she pressed her friend to her heart, and left the room in silence.
When she arrived at her hotel, her brother was leaving the house. His countenance was disquieted; he did not greet her with that mantling sunniness of aspect which was natural to him when they met.