gave way at length to the united influence of her companions, and prepared to accompany Miss Fielding.
Certain thoughts as to what Captain Hepburn would think, if he knew she was driving in Mr. Huyton’s carriage, were put away as intrusive and selfish; there was no occasion to connect the latter at all with the act, the obligation was conferred by Victoria alone, and need concern no one else; and as she hoped to be of use to Maurice, there was every excuse for taking her present step.
CHAPTER XIII.
“She moves slow; her voice alone
Has yet an infantine and silver tone.
But even that comes languidly: in truth,
She seems one dying in the mask of youth.”
Iseult of Brittany.
Hardly had the carriage driven from the door, when Hilary had reason to repent of having yielded.
“I shall go home first, if it is the same to you,” said her companion, calmly; “on several accounts; one of which is, that you must not go without your dinner, and we shall be sure to find luncheon ready when we get there.”