"Most excellent lady, I was brought here by my brother and told to stop till he returns," she said, fearing blame and perhaps punishment for trespassing where widows were unwelcome.
"You are doing no harm, child. Your brother is Bopaul, is he not?"
"No one ever had such a good brother! To-day he is being good to the poor unhappy Dorama; but I am forbidden to say anything about it; so if your excellency would know what he is doing you must wait till he returns."
"How soon will that be?"
"Perhaps in another hour. They had to walk until they found the carriage that was to take Dorama away."
"Where was she going?"
"Ah, that I must not tell; but think how pleased her husband will be when he sees her!"
"Is he waiting on the road?"
"I think not, most honourable lady, because he is safe somewhere with the missionary; but where I may not say."
"Do you know the place?"