And then--"Is Miss Verity right in supposing Captain Faircloth called here this morning ?" "I beg your pardon, Sir Charles.

Yes, Sir Charles, he did." "What did he want ?" "He came to enquire after Miss Damaris, Sir Charles.

I understood him to say he was going away to sea shortly." "Did he ask for me ?" "No, Sir Charles," rather hurriedly; and later, with visible effort to recapture the perfection of well-trained nullity.--"He only asked after Miss Damaris." "When he calls again, let me know.

Miss Damaris wishes to see him if she is sufficiently well to do so." "Very good, Sir Charles." And during this conversation, Felicia felt keenly distressed and perplexed.

It made her miserable to think evil of anyone--particularly an old and trusted servant.