“Yes,” said Anne, breathless.
“It was a Saturday afternoon that he left, although they had begged him to stay over Sunday. Virginia had written for me to come back, and I arrived in the evening. I asked Easter where Jinny was, and I found her—”
“You found her—?” said Anne.
Sitting alone in the summer-house over the river. Easter said she had been there for two hours. And I have never known Jinny to be such miserable company as she was that night.
“Did she mention Stephen?” asked Anne.
“No.”
“But you did,” said Anne, with conviction.
Miss Russell's reply was not as direct as usual.
“You know Virginia never confides unless she wants to,” she said.
Anne considered.