As she pronounced the word "all" she glanced markedly at Carolyn, who was gazing off to the horizon.
"Then he isn't really ill?" asked Carolyn, turning calmly towards her guest and speaking as if referring to some stranger.
"She certainly has good stuff in her," was the mental comment of Prudence as she answered, aloud, "Not very ill, I'm sure. A few functional disturbances of some of the organs, I forget just what ones; the liver, I imagine, and heart."
"I should think being at the seashore might benefit him," said Mrs. Ffolliott, solicitously.
"Oh, yes, of course it will."
Thus Prudence dismissed the subject.
She walked to where Carolyn had taken her place immediately after greeting her, a pillar of the piazza against which she was leaning.
"Caro," she said, softly, "let me see you a moment, please."
Carolyn showed the surprise she felt. She lifted her brows interrogatively as she asked, "Do you mean alone?"
"Oh, yes; what can one say with Leander present?"