"I have packed my things and shall go to-morrow.

Of course, you will do as you like about coming too." Elizabeth considered the matter.
"If one could only have breathing-time," she murmured; "but to-morrow gives me so little time.

Could you wait until the afternoon, Die ?" she continued, "and then I could go across to Rotherwood and have a talk with David and his father.

You see, dear, I am anxious to be with Cedric, and to settle you in comfortably, and I should also like to tell Mr.Herrick the result of my visit to the Manor House." Then Dinah rather reluctantly consented to put off her journey until the afternoon.

Elizabeth, preoccupied and anxious, hardly realised what the sacrifice of those few hours was to Dinah, who could literally hardly sleep or eat for her longing to comfort her darling.
Perhaps Elizabeth's thoughts were engrossed by the recollection of her conversation with Leah, for she spoke of little else that night; but just before they separated she asked to read Malcolm's letter again, and when she laid it down there was the old puzzled look in her eyes.
"Why does he always think of the right thing ?" she said slowly.