I was suddenly ashamed of all my suspicions.
"So you have come back," she said softly.

"That is very kind of you, Capitaine Rotherby.

I have been lonely--very lonely, indeed." "I have come back," I answered, taking her hands into mine and holding them for a moment.
"I am nervous all the time, and afraid," she continued, standing close by my side and looking up.

"Only think of it, Capitaine Rotherby,--it is this journey to London to which I have been looking forward for so many, many years, and now that it has come I am miserable!" "Your uncle--" I asked.
"They told me what was not true!" she exclaimed.

"He is not back.