'I say, what a weird place!' said Reggie, looking about him,—'and at the other end of nowhere. What on earth made Eleanor come here?'
Ho looked at Manisty in perplexity, wiping the perspiration from his brow, which frowned beneath his fair curls.
'We were here last year,' said Manisty, 'on that little tour we made with the D.'s. Eleanor liked it then. She came here when the heat began, she thought it would be cool.'
'You didn't know where she was ten days ago,' said the boy, looking at him queerly. 'And General Muir didn't know, for I heard from some one who had seen him last week.'
Manisty laughed.
'All the same, she is here now,' he said drily.
'And Miss Foster is here too?'
Manisty nodded.
'And you say that Eleanor is ill?'
The young man had still the same hostile, suspicious air.