Bernard, in a tone of bewilderment. "I do not understand to what you
allude."
"Beg pardon, Sir, for not telling you before, but it has been so sudden,
it quite overpowered me, to think our dear young lady, whom we thought
long since buried in the sea"--
The man stopped abruptly, and turned his head, evidently too much
affected to go on.
"For pity's sake, speak, John, and put an end to this suspense; what
about her?"
"Oh, Sir, nothing, Sir; I mean nothing at all, to alarm you, Sir; she
has come back again, Sir; she was not drowned, after all, and she is now
waiting in the library. She would have come right up, but I told her how
ill Master had been, and then she stopped, for she was afraid the shock
might be too much for him."
Arthur heard not the conclusion of the sentence.
"She is not drowned,--she has come back again,"--was all he could think
of; and with eager steps, that yet seemed all too slow for his impatient
spirit, he hastened to greet the long-mourned wanderer.
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