CHAPTER XXXI.
AN AMAZED HUSBAND.
Willie Laurens found Colonel Falconer pacing up and down the walk in front of his house, watching impatiently for his wife’s return from the errand of kindness on which she had vaguely told the maid she was going.
It was no wonder he was impatient, for it lacked scarcely ten minutes to train time. The carriage was waiting for Pansy, and Phebe, the maid, was already seated within it.
“You are Colonel Falconer, sir?” Willie Laurens asked politely.
“Yes. Have you any business with me?”
“A message from your wife. She wishes that I should conduct you to her side.”
“Has anything happened to my wife?” exclaimed Colonel Falconer excitedly.
“You will soon know if you will accompany me,” returned Willie evasively.
“Where is she?”
“At my mother’s house on Church Hill.”