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"I remember perfectly,"
he answered. "It was on the passage from Boulogne to Folkestone--and my
friend was with me. You and he have no doubt met since that time?" He
put the question as a mere formality. The unexpressed thought in him
was, "Another of them in love with Romayne! and nothing, as usual,
likely to come of it."
"I hope you have forgiven me for going to Camp's Hill in your place,"
said Stella.
"I ought to be grateful to you," the Major rejoined. "No time has been
lost in relieving these poor people--and your powers of persuasion have
succeeded, where mine might have failed. Has Romayne been to see them
himself since his return to London?"
"No. He desires to remain unknown; and he is kindly content, for the
present, to be represented by me."
"For the present." Major Hynd repeated.
A faint flush passed over her delicate complexion. "I have succeeded,"
she resumed, "in inducing Madame Marillac to accept the help
offered through me to her son. The poor creature is safe, under kind
superintendence, in a private asylum.


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