Two events occurred that filled her mind and made the week pass
quickly. One was that she received an answer to her adventurous
letter, the other was a remarkable conversation with Miss Caroline
Smith. The answer to her letter was lying on her plate when she came
down to breakfast, and Aunt Elizabeth was watching it with an
excited stare.
It read as follows:
14 BRYANSTON SQUARE.
Dear Miss CARDINAL,
Of course I remember you perfectly. I wondered whether you would
write to me one day. I am married now and live most of the year in
London. Would you come and see me at Bryanston Square? I am nearly
always at home at tea-time. If you are free would you perhaps come
next Friday?
It will be so nice to see you again.
Yours sincerely,
KATHERINE MARK. "You've got a letter, dear. Your aunt isn't quite so
well this morning, I'm afraid. Scrambled eggs."
"Yes," she looked her aunt in the face without any confusion. How
strangely her decision about Martin had altered her relationship now
to every one! What did it matter whether any one were angry? "I
ought to have told you, Aunt Elizabeth.
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