suspicion by fixing on any particular persons, but he declares that the suspicion itself is present to him night and day. This has frightened me, because it looks as if his one fixed idea about Laura was becoming too much for his mind. I will write immediately to some of my mother’s influential old friends in London, and press his claims on their notice. Change of scene and change of occupation may really be the salvation of him at this crisis in his life.
Greatly to my relief, Sir Percival sent
Fairlie was neither well nor happy this morning?” I continued.
“No,” she said quickly and eagerly—“oh no, I never asked that.”
“I will tell you without your asking,” I went on. “Miss Fairlie has received your letter.”
She had been down on her knees for some little time past, carefully removing