She suffered a good deal of pain also, and this kept her from taking much note of her surroundings during that first day at Baronmead.
She refrained from asking further about her husband for some time, avoiding all mention of him, but she was possessed by a nervous dread that increased steadily as the hours wore on.

At last, as Mrs.Errol seemed equally determined to volunteer no information, she summoned her resolution and compelled herself to speak.
"My husband has not come yet ?" she asked.
"No, dear." Mrs.Errol smiled upon her with much kindness, but her tone did not encourage further inquiries.
Anne lay silent for a little.

It was a difficult matter to handle.
"Did he send no message ?" she asked at last, with knitted brows.

"I thought--or did I dream it ?--that your son said he was coming." "To be sure he did," said Mrs.Errol.

"You would like to speak to Nap about it, wouldn't you ?" Anne hesitated.