"Just as you please. I will be there."
The engine shrieked its terrific warning, slackened its speed, and ran slowly into the station.
"I will call a carriage for you," said Alden Lytton.
And he left his companion in the waiting-room while he went out and selected a good carriage for her use.
Then he came back, took up her traveling-bag, drew her arm in his own, and led her out to it.
"Where shall I tell the coachman to take you?" he inquired, when he had placed her comfortably in her seat.
"To the Misses Cranes', Old Manor, near the Government House," she answered.
Alden Lytton bowed and closed the door, gave the order to the coachman, and then walked off to his own old quarters at the Henrico House.
The carriage started, but had not gone more than a quarter of a mile when Mrs. Grey stopped it.
The coachman got off his box and came to the window to know her will.