Anderson appeared.
"I am off to Banff, Lady Merton," he said from the threshold.

"I think I have all your commissions.

Is your letter ready ?" She sealed it and gave it to him.

Then she looked up at him; and for the first time he saw her tremulous and shaken; not for her brother, but for himself.
"I don't know how to thank you." She offered her hand; and one of those beautiful looks--generous, friendly, sincere--of which she had the secret.
He, too, flushed, his eyes held a moment by hers.

Then he, somewhat brusquely, disengaged himself.
"Why, I did nothing! He was in no danger; the guide would have had him out in a twinkle.