Braddock."
Her smile was enigmatic. With a diverted smile for the waiting clerk
she said: "I shall not send it, after all."
David walked with her to the door. They passed so close to Colonel
Grand that David's elbow touched his arm, but neither of them looked
at him. She hastily entered the waiting carriage, a sort of panic
overtaking her.
Thrusting the crumpled bit of paper into David's hand, her eyes
steadfastly held against the impulse to look at the satiric figure in
the doorway, she said in a half-whisper:
"Take it, David--and come to-night."
He stood there with his hat in his hand as the carriage drove off,
sorely perplexed by her action. Suddenly a light broke in upon his
understanding. He spread out the small sheet and read:
"The five years have passed. I redeem my promise. You are not obliged
to keep yours, however." It was signed "Mary Braddock."
Colonel Grand was smiling sardonically in the doorway.
CHAPTER V
THE LOVE THAT WAS STAUNCH
"I shall depend on you, David, to bring my husband here to see me.
Search for him until you find him."
The white-faced, distressed woman said this to David Jenison a few
hours later in the Portman library.
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