"Yes, my cousin, Mrs. Nyle, has written for me," I answered timidly, "and I have decided to go—to-morrow!"
"To-morrow!" he repeated with some surprise.
"Yes, to-morrow morning, the others take the afternoon train for their destination," I said quietly.
"How long do you think you will remain away?" he next asked.
"I cannot tell, it will all depend upon circumstances."
"What circumstances, Amey?"
I coloured a little, and looked across the room. It was his privilege as a friend to ask these questions I supposed, although I was not quite prepared to answer them.
"Whether I like my new home and friends, and whether they like me," I began awkwardly.
"Oh, that is what you mean?" he exclaimed gently, interrupting my reply.
I was silent, this was not a safe subject, what else did he think I could have meant?