"Clarence, it is half past eleven o'clock, and Cora looks tired to death. Your room is ready whenever you would like to retire."
Acting upon this very broad hint, Mr. Clarence laughed, kissed his niece good night, shook hands with his sister-in-law, and left the room, preceded by Mr. Fabian, who offered to show him to his chamber. Violet conducted Cora to the room prepared for her, and, with a warm embrace, left her to repose for the last time in that house.
CHAPTER XXXI.
"IT IS THE UNEXPECTED THAT HAPPENS."
After her exciting and fatiguing day, Corona slept long and heavily, and when she reached the family sitting room she found her two uncles there in conversation.
"I am sorry I kept you waiting, Uncle Fabian," she said, hurriedly.
"You have not done so, my dear. The bell has not yet rung."
"Then I'm glad. Good morning, Clarence," she said, turning to her younger uncle.
"Good morning, Cora. How did you sleep?"