Zara had, at first, thought she would not go out with the shooters.

She felt numb, as if she could not pluck up enough courage to make conversation with any one.

She had received a letter from Mimo, by the second post, with all details of what he had heard of Mirko.

Little Agatha, the Morleys' child, was to return home the following day; and Mirko himself had written an excited little letter to announce this event, which Mimo enclosed.

He seemed perfectly well then, only at the end, as she would see, he had said he was dreaming of _Maman_ every night; and Mimo knew that this must mean he was a little feverish again, so he had felt it wiser to telegraph.