He smiled, and shook his head.
"I can't say that, darling," he said; he was going towards the door.
"But you'll be here early to-morrow; do you think before two?"
"No, not before two, I am afraid. I may be delayed, and it is a long way; but you may look out for me early in the evening."
Then came a leave-taking. He would not let me come with him to the hall-door—there were servants there, and I looked so ill. I stood at the window and saw him drive away. You may suppose I did feel miserable. I think I was near fainting again when he was gone.
In a little time I was sufficiently recovered to get up to my room, and then I rang for Rebecca Torkill.
I don't know how that long evening went by. The night came, and a miserable nervous night I passed, starting in frightful dreams from the short dozes I was able to snatch.
