A letter from the country." "This morning ?" "Yes, Miss; this morning." "And she has gone out?
What time did she go out?
When will she be in ?" Her father plucked at her dress.

"Best not go making the young woman repeat herself.

She says, nobody's at home to ask us in.

There's no more, then, to trouble her for." "At twelve o'clock to-morrow ?" Rhoda faltered.
"Would you, if you please, call again at twelve o'clock to-morrow, and punctually she would be here," said the maid.
The farmer hung his head and turned.

Rhoda followed him from the garden.
She was immediately plied with queries and interjections of wonderment by Miss Wicklow, and it was not until she said: "You saw him go out, didn't you ?--into the cab ?" that Rhoda awakened to a meaning in her gabble.
Was it Dahlia's husband whom they had seen?
And if so, why was Dahlia away from her husband?
She questioned in her heart, but not for an answer, for she allowed no suspicions to live.