Oliver will be back to-night." The old lady drew a long breath.
"Don't trouble about me, my dear," she said.

"I shall do very well now.
He will be back to dinner, will he not ?" "If the volor is not late.

Now, mother, are you ready for breakfast ?" * * * * * Mabel passed an afternoon of considerable agitation.

It was certain that something had happened.

The secretary, who breakfasted with her in the parlour looking on to the garden, had appeared strangely excited.