"No, miss—not since yesterday."
"Or Mrs. Melville?"
"This afternoon. She asked for your address, miss—but I did not give it."
"Quite right—I suppose that Captain Forrest did not come?" She turned away as though not wishing to look the man in the face—a gesture which Alban's quick eyes instantly perceived.
Fellows, on the other hand, permitted a smile to lurk for an instant about the corners of his mouth before he said—
"I understood that Captain Forrest was at Brighton, miss."
The girl's face clouded perceptibly, and she loosened her cloak and threw it from her shoulders as though it had become an insupportable burden.
"If he calls to-morrow, I do not wish to see him. Please tell them all—I will not see him."
The butler smiled again, but answered, "Yes, miss."