Over the teacups conversation became more general, and flowed more freely in consequence. They talked about St. Gaved, about the Tregonys, and Captain Tom Hendy, and Dr. Pendarvis, and Mrs. Tuke. She related some of her experiences at Trewinion Hall, and in London and Nice, and how and why she escaped from the guardianship of Sir Charles. The afternoon sped like a dream, and when he rose to go, he felt as though a new vision of life had been vouchsafed to him.
"You will call again?" she said, when he was leaving.
"May I?" he asked eagerly.
She laughed brightly in his face. "Does our American freedom or our lack of British formality shock you?" she questioned.
"No, no. I was not thinking of that at all," he answered, hurriedly. "May I call again to-morrow?"
"At the same hour?"
"Yes."
"I will wait in for you."