Bertha wondered what was passing in his mind.
CHAPTER XXIV.
TREVOR ASKS BERTHA'S ADVICE.
That same evening, when Mrs. Aylmer had retired to bed and Bertha was about to go to her own room, she met Trevor on the stairs.
"Are you disengaged?" he said. "I should like to speak to you for a moment or two."
"I am certainly disengaged to you," she replied. "What can I do for you?"
"Come back to the drawing-room; the lamps are still alight. I won't keep you many minutes."
They both re-entered the beautiful room. The night was so warm that the windows were open; the footman appeared and prepared to close them, but Trevor motioned him back.