Eudora arose in surprise to receive this unexpected visitor.
The lady threw aside her veil, and revealed the features of Alma Elverton.
“Miss Elverton! Is it possible! You here?” exclaimed Eudora, in astonishment.
“Yes, dear; but why do you speak to me so formally? Why do you not call me Alma, as you used to do?” inquired the visitor, taking the hand and kissing the cheek of the prisoner.
“Why? Oh, that was so long ago!” sighed Eudora.
“But two weeks.”
“No longer? It seems an age; but then so many things have happened since.”
“None that can estrange us, I hope, Eudora?”
“You think me innocent, then?”
“Yes,” replied the visitor, seating herself on the side of the cot-bed.