"You are wholly made up of restlessness."
"That is Nature's failing, not mine; or if Nature declines to bear the burden of my shortcomings, I will put them upon Destiny, and with much better cause. But this is not restlessness; or, if it is, it has method in it. This journey is a plan of eight years' standing. I concocted it when I was a junior, half fledged, at college, and never lost sight of it but once, and then for a cause that does not exist now."
"Where are you going?"
Morton gave the outline of his journey.
"But is not that very difficult and dangerous?"
"Not very."
"You will not be alone, surely."
"I provided for a companion years ago. My friend Meredith and I struck an agreement, that when I went on this journey he should go with me."
An instant shadow passed across the face of Fanny Euston.
"So you will have a companion," she replied, with a nonchalance too distinct to be genuine.