“Peter and Maria?”
“The friends I found when I left you, who helped me to find a better self—a self that at last finds you.”
“I will go.”
“To-morrow, then, I will write you of them.”
He was gone.
In a few days she received a letter which contained the narrative of his sojourn with Peter and Maria, and a letter of introduction to them. She showed the letter to Barclay.
“Shall you meet him there?”
She gave him no answer.
“On what terms are you with yourself?” he continued.
“To answer candidly, bad terms.”