With these words, she hurried out of the room, while Mrs. Elton turned with baffled bewilderment to seek counsel from the face of Margaret. As to what all this meant, I am in doubt. I have recorded it as Margaret told it to Hugh afterwards—because it seems to indicate something. It shows evidently enough, that if Euphra had more than a usual influence over servants in general, she had a great deal more over this maid in particular. Was this in virtue of a power similar to that of Count Halkar over herself? And was this, or something very different, or both combined, the art which he had accused her of first exercising upon him? Might the fact that her defeat had resulted in such absolute subjection, be connected with her possession of a power similar to his, which she had matched with his in vain? Of course I only suggest these questions. I cannot answer them. At one o’clock, the carriage came round to the door; and Hugh, in the hope of seeing Euphra alone, was the first in the hall. Mrs. Elton and Lady Emily presently came, and proceeded to take their places, without seeming to expect Miss Cameron. Hugh helped them into the carriage; but, instead of getting in, lingered, hoping that Euphra was yet going to make her appearance. “I fear Miss Cameron is unable to join us,” said Mrs. Elton, divining his delay. “Shall I run up-stairs, and knock at her door?” said Hugh. “Do,” said Mrs. Elton, who, after the unsatisfactory conversation she had held with her maid, had felt both uneasy and curious, all the morning. Hugh bounded up-stairs; but, just as he was going to knock, the door opened, and Euphra, appeared. “Dear Euphra! how ill you look!” exclaimed Hugh. She was pale as death, and dark under the eyes; and had evidently been weeping. “Hush! hush!” she answered. “Never mind. It is only a bad headache. Don’t take any notice of it.” “The carriage is at the door. Will you not come with us?” “With whom?” “Lady Emily and Mrs. Elton.” “I am sick of them.” “I am going, Euphra.” “Stay with me.” “I must go. I promised to take care of them.” “Oh, nonsense! What should happen to them? Stay with me.” “No. I am very sorry. I wish I could.” “Then I must go with you, I suppose.” Yet her tone expressed annoyance. “Oh! thank you,” cried Hugh in delight. “Make haste. I will run down, and tell them to wait.” He bounded away, and told the ladies that Euphra would join them in a few minutes.