But not a word to Hetty.

It would be cruel to run the risk of subjecting her to a heavy disappointment" The telegram was sent; and Mrs.Kane appeared, wondering greatly why she was wanted at the Hall in such a hurry.
"Now, Mrs.Kane," said Mrs.Enderby, "here is a young lady who is greatly interested in the story of the finding of Hetty Gray on the Long Sands by your husband, and I have promised she shall hear of it from your own lips." They were all gathered round a sunny window in the great brown hall, lined with carved oak and decorated with armour and antlers.

Mrs.
Enderby herself pushed a stately old oaken chair towards the rose-framed sash and said encouragingly: "Sit down, Mrs.Kane, and make yourself comfortable.

There is nothing to be nervous about.

You know we are all friends of your favourite, Hetty." Mrs.Kane was trembling with some curious excitement, and could not remove her eyes from Reine Gaythorne's face.
"I do not know who the young lady may be, ma'am," she said, "but this I will say, that she is as like my Hetty as if she was her own born sister." A flood of colour rushed over Reine's pale face, and she clasped her hands and fixed her eyes on Mrs.Enderby.
"Never mind that," said Mrs.Enderby, "tell the young lady what you remember." "There's but little to tell," said Mrs.Kane, "beyond what everybody knows.