For a moment she hardly knew what to say.

"When will she come ?" she asked at last.
"As soon as you will allow her--to-morrow.

She is very impatient," answered Felix, who wished to be agreeable.
"To-morrow, yes," said Gertrude.

She wished to ask more about her; but she hardly knew what could be predicated of a Baroness Munster.

"Is she--is she--married ?" Felix had finished his cake and wine; he got up, fixing upon the young girl his bright, expressive eyes.