When it is cooler, about five o'clock, will you come with me to the second terrace?
There I will leave you and go and fetch her, and as William and Priscilla will be at tea, I can open the secret door, and you shall see where she lives--all in the dark!" Mr.Carlyon felt duly honored--for they had never referred to this subject since she had first mentioned it.

The Professor felt it was one of deep religious solemnity to his little friend, and had waited until she herself should feel he was worthy of her complete confidence.
"She speaks to me more than ever," Halcyone continued.

"I took her out in the moonlight on Thursday night, and she seemed to look more lovely than before.

It has pleased her that I call her Aphrodite--it was certainly her name." "It is settled, then," said Cheiron, "at five o'clock I will be upon the terrace." Halcyone returned to her grammar, and silence obtained between them.
Then presently Mr.Carlyon spoke.
"I am going to have a visitor for a week or perhaps more," he announced.
A startled pair of eyes looked up at him.
"That seems odd," Halcyone said.

"I hope whoever it is will not be much in our way.