Why, I knew not, but I felt somewhat disturbed at this; but simply expressing my sorrow at his ill health, we sat down to breakfast. What happened during the day was of little moment, only when night came I reflected that never for a minute had I been left alone. Either one or other of the Killigrews had been with me. It might only be a happening, or it might be they had received orders not to allow me out of their sight. Moreover, only one thing of interest had been mentioned, and that appeared of no consequence. It was simply that old Anthony, the droll, had left early. I should have thought nothing of this, only I had made sure that he wanted to speak to me, and had moreover determined to ask him the meaning of the story he had told. Just before the evening meal I had a few minutes to myself, and was able to reflect calmly on my position. If, as I suspected, the Killigrews had determined to watch me, I must take bold steps at once in order to accomplish my work. In this surmise I was right, as will appear presently. But how to commence, was my difficulty. It was plain that Mistress Nancy was closely watched; and as I had no thought as to what part of the house she was kept, and as she knew naught of me, there appeared no way by which I could speak to her. Besides, even if such chance did occur, how could I approach her? To say the least, I was an impostor, acting a lie in order to maintain my right to Trevanion. That was the thought which galled me. For the rest, I cared nothing; but I did wince at the thought of a Trevanion being afraid to tell his name. I had almost decided to leave the house at once, and then think of another way to accomplish my work, when I heard the rustle of a woman's dress outside the door. In a second I was in the corridor, and saw the same serving-maid I had seen the previous night. I slipped back into my chamber again immediately, for coming towards her I saw Otho Killigrew. "Your mistress, Amelia?" said Otho; "she is better disposed to-day, I hope." "She's fine and wisht," replied the girl. "She do set and mope oall day long. She've bin worse to-day." "Ah! Do you know why?" "She seed Maaster John Polperro go way laast night." Otho uttered a curse. "She's so loanly, she've nothing to do. She've no books to raid, nor nothin'." "Tell her I'll go to Rosecarrick this night and bring some for her. I'll take them to her." "She waan't see 'ee, Maaster Otho," replied the girl earnestly; "but p'r'aps it would soffen 'er ef you wos to git 'er somethin' to raid. And, Maaster Otho." "Yes, what is it?" "I wish you would laive me go ovver to Church Town to-night. I waant to see Jennifer, my sister." "And what will your mistress do meanwhile?" "She doan't spaik to me when I'm weth 'er, sur. Besides, I waan't be long." "Very well," replied Otho, after hesitating a little. "When do you wish to go?" "I might so well go after supper, sur." "See that your mistress wants nothing before you go." "Oall right, sur."