East of the Shadows

by Mrs. Hubert Barclay

CHAPTER XVII

ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW

"All things
Of dearest value, hang on slender strings."—WALLER.

"So, my dear, it has come." These were Isabella's words of greeting.

For a moment Philippa hesitated; then she raised her eyes and met the other's look fearlessly.

"Yes," she said simply. "How did you know?"

Isabella took her arm and they walked on together.

"How did I know?" she repeated. "It is written on your face. I was waiting for it, you see."

"You were waiting for it?" repeated the girl wonderingly.