CHAPTER XXII. ALBAN MORRIS.
Having looked at the card, Emily put her first question to the servant.
“Did you tell Mr. Morris what your orders were?” she asked.
“Yes, miss; I said I was to have shown him in, if you had been at home. Perhaps I did wrong; I told him what you told me when you went out this morning—I said you had gone to read at the Museum.”
“What makes you think you did wrong?”
“Well, miss, he didn’t say anything, but he looked upset.”
“Do you mean that he looked angry?”
The servant shook her head. “Not exactly angry—puzzled and put out.”
“Did he leave any message?”
“He said he would call later, if you would be so good as to receive him.”
In half an hour more, Alban and Emily were together again. The light fell full on her face as she rose to receive him.
“Oh, how y
