"He has not spoken since the shock. He does not know us; but it may be he will know you! Come!"
Servants from the doorways of the wide, rich hall were staring strangely at Vesty and at me. Vesty turned to me now, to consider me.
I gave her the warning look. "I came to show Vesty the way," I said in simple Basin speech. "I will go to my hotel. I will call."
The girl's sad eyes looked reproach at me, but she obeyed me.
"Wait," she said then; "I want to speak with Major Henry." She came to me in the door.
"When will you come back?" she murmured, low.
"I will call in the morning."
"You will come?" A strange abandoned distress was in her eyes, as of a child lost in crowded city ways.
"Vesty!"
She turned, chidden, but with a sort of wilful content.