CHAPTER IX.
"A woman, naturally born to fears."—King John.
Matthew Jermyn approached Mrs Transome taking off his hat and smiling. She did not smile, but said,
"You knew Harold was not at home?"
"Yes; I came to see you, to know if you had any wishes that I could further, since I have not had an opportunity of consulting you since he came home."
"Let us walk towards the Rookery, then."
They turned together, Mr Jermyn still keeping his hat off and holding it behind him; the air was so soft and agreeable that Mrs Transome herself had nothing but a large veil over her head.
They walked for a little while in silence till they
