“Yes, I know all that; but still, David Lindsay, I think there must be something more than a commonplace dream in what you have just told me. You have not heard from Dame Lindsay since we left ten days ago, have you?”
“No. I wrote to her from Washington, and again from Staunton; but of course you know there has been no chance of hearing from her.”
“And she is old and infirm. She may be ill or dying. David Lindsay, I hope you will set out and return to her as soon as possible.”
“I shall leave here to-morrow. But, my dear lady, you should have some better protection here than your housekeeper and servants. Did you not tell me that Miss de Crespigney would be in Washington by the first of February?”
“Yes. Why do you ask?”
“Because I think she would be the most desirable companion that you could have here, and I think if she knew your condition she would come to you.”
“Oh, yes! I know she would! Well thought of, David Lindsay! Aunt Agrippina was to have been in Washington this month. The month is nearly out now. After the commencement of Lent she will not care to stay in the city, as she never goes to any place of amusement during that season, so it will be no sacrifice on her part to leave Washington,” said Gloria, with animation.
“Then as I go through the city, I will find out where her party is stopping, and call and see her.”
“Yes, David Lindsay, and take a letter from me.”
“If you wish.”