You were not aware of that when you accepted his invitation.
Shall I write an excuse for you?
We must, at least, put off the visit, my dear, until you have set yourself right with Captain Stanwick." I began to feel a little alarmed, but I was too obstinate to yield without a struggle.

"Give me time to think over it," I said.

"To write an excuse seems like acknowledging the Captain's authority.

Let us wait till to-morrow morning." IV.
THE morning brought with it another visit from Captain Stanwick.

This time my aunt was present.