“I—I have the key of the churchyard to return to Mrs. Warmington.”
“And you wanted to escape the chance of seeing me. But I was watching for you, you know,” said he, looking at her tenderly. Then he suddenly changed his manner. “I thought you would come and see me to-day,” he said. “It would be like your usual kindness when any one is ill.”
“I did call and inquire,” said Olivia, demurely. “But Mrs. Brander was with you.”
Vernon looked at her earnestly.
“Ah!” he exclaimed; “then I know when you came. I heard your footsteps.” Then he looked at her curiously, and asked, “Didn’t you hear voices? Didn’t you hear us talking?”
“Yes,” answered Olivia, simply. “And I heard something of what you were saying.”
“You will tell me what you heard?”
Olivia answered, looking down—
“I heard her remind you to keep an oath that you had made to her, and I heard her mention—me!”
“And didn’t you want to know what she meant?”