"What can she want with my sister?" inquired Hannah.
"Well, yes, miss. She didn't say any further. And now, ladies, as I have declared my message, I must bid you good evening; as they expects me round to old uncle Jem Brown's to watch to-night." And with a deep bow the professor retired.
"Oh, Hannah!" wailed Nora, hiding her head in her sister's bosom.
"Well, my dear, what is the matter?"
"I am so frightened."
"What at?"
"The thoughts of Mrs. Brudenell!"
"Then don't go. You are not a slave to be at that lady's beck and call, I reckon!"
"Yes, but I am Herman's wife and her daughter, and I will not slight her request! I will go, Hannah, though I had rather plunge into ice water this freezing weather than meet that proud lady!" said Nora, shivering.
"Child, you need not do so! You are not bound! You owe no duty to Mrs. Brudenell, until Mr. Brudenell has acknowledged you as his wife and Mrs. Brudenell as her daughter."