Garret uttered an exclamation. "Do you know her, doctor?"
"Very well. She is staying at Myrtle Villa with her sister, Mrs. Moxton."
"H'm!" said the Captain, with a glance at Hilda. "I don't know if Schwartz will like her to come here again."
"Why not?"
"I will tell you outside, or perhaps Schwartz will tell you himself."
"But I want Janet to come," cried Hilda, piteously. "I love her!"
Again the flash of anger passed over Garret's face, but he only patted her hand softly. "If Schwartz permits her to come, she shall come," he said; "and now, doctor, we had better go."
"I think so. Good-bye, Miss Garret. I may be able to cure you, and if you want Miss Gordon, you shall have her for a companion."
"Thank you, doctor, thank you," and as they left the room Hilda began to play a triumphal march on the piano. The words of Ellis had inspired her with hope and confidence.
Captain Garret immediately addressed the doctor when they left the room. "I could not speak to you plainly, in there," he said abruptly, "but I have the strongest objection to Miss Gordon coming here."