“You will let me come to see you every day, Roland, and in that way I can try to bear this,” pleaded Rosemary.
“May the Lord bless you, my child. May the Lord bless you and keep you safe always!” breathed Roland, as he folded her to his heart and kissed her—even as he had been accustomed to do when he was a little lad and she was a baby.
And so the interview ended.
CHAPTER XXI
COUNTRY VISITORS
Capt. Grandiere and Rosemary left the Old Capitol prison by the way they had entered it, and bent their steps toward Pennsylvania Avenue, and thence toward their hotel.
The old skipper went upstairs with Rosemary, to ask after Mrs. Force.
They found all the young people of their party still in the drawing room.
Mr. Force was up another flight of stairs in the room next to that of his sick wife.
Lieut. Force had returned to his ship.
Odalite, Wynnette and Elva were seated about the room, trying to work at their flower embroidery and conversing at intervals in hushed voices.