At last she went to bed, and presently fell asleep; but she got up early in the morning and found Dick outside, watching Watson clean the car.
"Are you going to Edinburgh to-day?" she asked, as they turned back to the house.
"Yes," said Dick. "A bit of a change is bracing."
"But Andrew and Mr. Whitney are coming back."
"I suppose that means you don't want me to go; can't trust me up in town?" Dick said lightly.
"It isn't that." Elsie hesitated. "I imagine they want to make some use of you."
Dick gave her a curious glance.
"I suppose you mean Williamson does?"
"No," said Elsie, with a touch of color in her face; "I mean both."
"Ah!" Dick looked at her keenly for a moment. "You're generally frank, Elsie; open as the sunshine, in fact; and I'm not clever at hiding what I think. Suppose you tell me what you really do mean?"