The name of William Heath was written there.
Mrs. Farnum looked up surprised, then smiled.
"Your husband's name is William?" she said, inquiringly
"Yes," Virgie returned, with a slight flush, while a pang shot through her heart at the sound of the dear name.
"You must be very lonely to be separated from him for so long a time," said the woman, in a sympathetic tone.
"Indeed I am," said the young wife, with a long-drawn sigh which did not escape her companion's notice, "but our separation is compulsory."
"Ah, he was away at the time of our arrival, was he not?"
"Yes, he was called to his home nearly three months ago by the illness of his mother."
Mrs. Farnum assumed a look of surprise.
"And could not you accompany him?" she asked, as if she thought it very strange that Virgie should not have done so.