But Thyrza was troubled with desire to ask something. When tears had heightened the relief of having told as much as she might, she asked timidly:
'Do you know if Mr. Grail has gone to the library—Mr. Egremont's library?'
'I have not heard. Could he go after this happening, Thyrza?'
'Yes,' she replied eagerly, 'he would go just the same. Why shouldn't he? It wouldn't prevent that, just because I didn't marry him. He would go and live there with Mrs. Grail, his mother. I said, when I wrote to Lyddy, that he'd go to the library just the same. There was no reason why he shouldn't, Mrs. Ormonde.'
She grew so agitated that Mrs. Ormonde, whilst asking herself what further light this threw on the matter, endeavoured to remove her trouble.
'Then no doubt he has gone, Thyrza. We shall hear all about it very soon.'
'You think he really has? We were to have been away for a week, and then have gone to live at the library. Haven't you heard anything from—'
'From whom, dear?'
'Anything from Mr. Egremont? He was beginning to put the books on the shelves—I was told about that. It was all ready for Gilbert to go and begin. Haven't you heard about it, Mrs. Ormonde?'
'I've been away from home, you see. No doubt there are letters for me.'