The lady looked at me with her pleasant, quiet smile.
"You seem very much interested in her."
"I am," I replied, "very much interested, both directly and indirectly, and I am exceedingly sorry that she departed without my knowing it."
This time the Sand Lady laughed. "Good-morning, gentlemen," said she. "Go on with your duel."
XXVII.
A PERSON.
I fenced no more. "Walkirk," I cried, "let us get our traps on board, and be off!"
My under-study looked troubled,—more troubled than I had ever seen him before.
"Why do you think of this?" he asked. "Where do you propose to go?"