Pardon me for saying so--you are needlessly exciting yourself." There was a reason for her excitement, of which he was necessarily ignorant.

Her memory of the night interview with Miss Jethro had inevitably intensified the suspicion inspired by the conduct of Mrs.
Rook.

In less than twenty-four hours, Emily had seen two women shrinking from secret remembrances of her father--which might well be guilty remembrances--innocently excited by herself! How had they injured him?
Of what infamy, on their parts, did his beloved and stainless memory remind them?
Who could fathom the mystery of it?
"What does it mean ?" she cried, looking wildly in Alban's compassionate face.

"You _must_ have formed some idea of your own.

What does it mean ?" "Come, and sit down, Miss Emily.