They both thought, also, that they understood what had occurred that morning, and why Lucia had a headache.
Maurice had not made his appearance at his cousin's luncheon, as she expected, but that was not wonderful.

Lady Dighton, however, had said to Mrs.Costello, "It is quite extraordinary to me how Lucia can have seen Maurice's perfect devotion to her, and not perceived that it was more than brotherly." Mrs.Costello did not feel bound to explain that Lucia's thoughts, as far as they had ever been occupied at all with love, had been drawn away in quite a different direction, so she contented herself with answering, "She is very childish in some things, and she has been all her life accustomed to think of him as a brother.

I knew he would have some difficulty at first in persuading her to think otherwise." "He can't have failed ?" "I hope not.

She has not told me anything, and therefore I do not suppose there is anything decisive to tell." After their conversation the two naturally looked with interest for Lucia's coming.

They heard her stirring, and exchanged a few more words, "Perhaps we shall know now ?" "At any rate, Maurice will enlighten us when he arrives." Lucia came in, gliding silently through the dim light.