"Yes; Captain Baradlay."
The two ladies' eyes directed a cross-fire upon Edith, but with no effect. She no longer blushed at the mention of that name. It was now enshrined in her heart and would not again drive the tell-tale blood to her cheeks.
"Did the captain wait for us?" asked Antoinette.
"Only long enough to write this letter," was the girl's calm reply, as she delivered Richard's note to her aunt.
Now it was the latter's turn to feel the hot blood mounting to her face as she read the missive.
"Do you know what is in this letter?" she asked, giving the girl a penetrating look.
"Yes," answered Edith, with modest dignity.
"You may return to your room and go to bed," said the baroness.
Edith withdrew. Antoinette tossed the letter wrathfully to her daughter.
"There!" she exclaimed, "that's what comes of your fine scheme."