"Do please, for you can't think how disagreeable it is, when Harry asks, when Everard is coming, to have to give the same stupid answer, I expect to hear every day."
"I don't think you will."
"Oh Isabel."
"No, I do not think he will write, but just quietly walk in one of these days!"
"Do you really think so," asked Emily, her face radiant.
Isabel gave an affirmative nod.
"What makes you think so, Isabel?"
"I don't know, but I feel sure he will," she replied, turning away her face.
"Isabel."
"Well, dear," said Isabel, with heightening color, still keeping her face turned away, "tell me, was it because of you that Everard would not come home."