She was thinking of it.

"Why did n't she come, too ?" she asked.
"She did come; she is in Boston, at the hotel." "We will go and see her," said Gertrude, looking at him.
"She begs you will not!" the young man replied.

"She sends you her love; she sent me to announce her.

She will come and pay her respects to your father." Gertrude felt herself trembling again.

A Baroness Munster, who sent a brilliant young man to "announce" her; who was coming, as the Queen of Sheba came to Solomon, to pay her "respects" to quiet Mr.
Wentworth--such a personage presented herself to Gertrude's vision with a most effective unexpectedness.