“Have you ever seen him?” asked Edith.
“No.”
She bent down her head, and leaned her forehead on her hand.
“Well,” said she, in a low voice, half to herself, “it don't matter; I shall see him soon myself.”
“See him yourself!” said Miss Plympton, anxiously. “What do you mean?”
“Oh, I shall see him soon—when I get to Dalton Hall.”
“Dalton Hall?”
“Yes,” said Edith, simply, raising her head and looking calmly at Miss Plympton.
“But you are not going to Dalton Hall.”
“There is no other place for me,” said Edith, sadly. “I am going—I am going as soon as possible.”