What theirs may be I do not know....

Dear, I am perfectly able to go, now....

I think I see your mother coming." They walked together to the terrace where Mrs.Cardross had just arrived in the motor; and Shiela, herself shaken, wondered at the serene poise with which Virginia sustained ten minutes of commonplaces and then made her final adieux, saying that she was leaving on the morning train.
"May we not see each other in town ?" she added amiably; and, to Shiela: "You will let me know when you come North?
I shall miss you until you come." Mrs.Cardross sent her back in the motor, a trifle surprised at any intimacy between Shiela and Virginia.

She asked a frank question or two and then retired to write to Mrs.Carrick, who, uneasy, had at last gone North to find out what financial troubles were keeping both her husband and her father so long away from this southland that they loved so well.
Hamil, who was to leave for the North with his aunt and Virginia early next morning, returned from the forest about sundown, reeking as usual of the saddle, and rested a moment against the terrace balustrade watching Mrs.Cardross and Shiela over their tea.
"That boy is actually ill," said the sympathetic matron.

"Why don't you give him some tea, Shiela?
Or would you rather have a little wine and a biscuit, Garret-- ?" "And a few pills," added Shiela gravely.