"You don't say that as if you were sure."
Isabel gave rather a cold smile.
"I shall say it better to Mr. Goodwood himself!"
"He will soon give you a chance," said Henrietta. Isabel offered no answer to this assertion, which her companion made with an air of great confidence.
"He will find you changed," the latter pursued. "You have been affected by your new surroundings."
"Very likely. I am affected by everything."
"By everything but Mr. Goodwood!" Miss Stackpole exclaimed, with a laugh.
Isabel failed even to smile in reply; and in a moment she said—
"Did he ask you to speak to me?"
"Not in so many words. But his eyes asked it and his handshake, when he bade me good-bye."
"Thank you for doing so." And Isabel turned away.
"Yes, you are changed; you have got new ideas over here," her friend continued.
"I hope so," said Isabel; "one should get as many new ideas as possible."
"Yes; but they shouldn't interfere with the old ones."
Isabel turned about again. "If you mean that I had any idea with regard to Mr. Goodwood———" And then she paused; Henrietta's bright eyes seemed to her to grow enormous.
"My dear child, you certainly encouraged him," said Miss Stackpole.
Isabel appeared for the moment to be on the point of denying this charge, but instead of this she presently answered "It is very true; I did encourage him." And then she inquired
