But he was spending the evening with Madam Sylvester, and meant to see Editha as early as possible the next morning.
But in this he was disappointed, for a gentleman friend sought him to give his advice upon the merits of a horse that he was contemplating buying, and before the bargain was completed Editha was gone, without even a word of good-by.
CHAPTER XXXVII
A CHANGE OF SCENE
It was two o’clock in the afternoon when at length Paul Tressalia knocked upon Editha’s parlor door.
It was opened by the chambermaid, of whom he inquired for Miss Dalton.
“She is gone, sir,” was the unexpected reply.
“Gone! Where?” he exclaimed, infinitely surprised.
“I don’t know, sir; they left on the noon boat.”
“Did they leave no word—no message for me?”
“Yes, sir; Miss Dalton left a note,” the girl answered, producing it from the depths of her pocket.