"Nothing to worry about now," repeated Mr. Prentice, confidently and cheerily. "It'll soon be over."
"But it won't be over without some unpleasantness."
"Why? Mr. Marsden has been quite pleasant so far—really quite easy to deal with."
"But he won't be to-day—I know it." And she showed great anxiety. "You say he has made all arrangements for his voyage?"
"Yes. He tells me he sails on Thursday. And he goes to London to-night."
"I wonder if he truly means it."
"Of course he means it."
"I suppose he does. The things he packed at our house went straight to Liverpool. But—even now—he may change his mind."
"How can he?... Hush!"