Their walk was, therefore, silent and fatiguing; but Baker Street was gained at last.
"Not at home, 'm," said a smart girl, with a cap at the back of her head, in reply to Miss Vernon's enquiries.
"And Miss Herman?"
"Oh, Miss Herman is at home, 'm—please walk this way."
"Nurse, will you wait for me."
And Kate followed the servant up a handsomely carpeted stair-case.
Miss Herman was working something in a frame; she was more English-looking than her father, with a profusion of fair hair, and in a very handsome morning costume.
"I have expected to see Miss Vernon," she said, rising to receive her visitor, with much graciousness, and rather too much ease. "My father told me, he expected a visit from one of his former pupils."
"I was so fortunate as to meet him accidentally, the day before yesterday, and was delighted to renew my acquaintance with him."
"I have often heard my father speak of you, and of your great taste for music; you were quite one of his pet pupils. I expect him in immediately."