"Thank you, miss. Are you sure that your father will send the money?"
"He promised to do so without fail," replied Elinor.
"And you will really hand it over to me as soon as received?"
"Yes."
"Then you may consider the little marplot gone. In less than an hour you will see her leaving this hotel followed by Mrs. Desmond's curse," replied Celine, with perfect confidence in her power of executing the task she had undertaken.
"What do you mean? How will you accomplish it?" inquired Elinor.
"Never mind about that, I will do as I said, never fear. Are you done with me now, Miss Glenalvan? If you are I will go to Mrs. Desmond. She will need me to do her hair."
"You may go, Celine," replied the young lady. "Now be sure," a little nervously, "that you do not implicate me in the affair."
"Trust me for managing everything all right," was the airy reply.
She went out and made her way to the dressing-room of her mistress.