She was still content and hopeful; and, as Jack wheeled her from the window to the fire, she explained to him how that, as the school term was drawing near its close, Carry was probably kept closely at her lessons during the day, and could only leave the school at night.

So she sat up the greater part of the evening, and combed her silken hair, and as far as her strength would allow, made an undress toilet to receive her guest.

"We must not frighten the child, Jack," she said apologetically, and with something of her old coquetry.
It was with a feeling of relief that, at ten o'clock, Jack received a message from the landlord, saying that the doctor would like to see him for a moment downstairs.

As Jack entered the grim, dimly lighted parlor, he observed the hooded figure of a woman near the fire.

He was about to withdraw again when a voice that he remembered very pleasantly said: "Oh, it's all right! I'm the doctor." The hood was thrown back, and Prince saw the shining black hair and black, audacious eyes of Kate Van Corlear.
"Don't ask any questions.