She listened with interest which seemed mingled with anxiety.
"It is very strange," she said, when I had finished,--"very delightful, too, of course!" she added hurriedly.

"Tell me, is it my uncle Maurice or my uncle Ferdinand of whom your brother spoke most in his letter ?" "He did not mention the Christian names of either," I told her.

"He simply said that one of the Mr.Deloras and his niece were coming to London, and he begged us to do all we could to make their visit pleasant.

Do you know," I continued, "that as I came along I had an idea ?" "Yes ?" she exclaimed.
"Why shouldn't you come down into the country," I said, "to my aunt's?
She will send you a telegram at once if I tell her to, and we could all stay together down at Feltham,--my brother's house in Norfolk.

You are out of place here.