It was rather remarkable that she
should be alone, but all other thoughts were swept aside by the sight
of the joy which lit her face when the carriage stopped at the portico
and she learned that her grandfather had arrived from an opposite
direction.
They heard her glad cry of surprise, and she hastened to meet them.
"Good gracious, grandad," she said, "where have you been? I have waited
here for you ever so long, wondering what had become of you."
"The Governor was such an affable person that he refused to let me go,"
said Mr. Fenshawe grimly. "He has detained the Baron altogether. But
let us go up-stairs. I am pining for that long-deferred tea. Where is
Mrs. Haxton?"
"She is ill, I am afraid. She found the heat and noise too much for
her. Half an hour ago she asked Captain Stump to take her to the yacht.
Of course I told her I didn't mind being left here until some one came.
But the funny part of it is that, although I was looking from the
veranda, I failed to see either her or the captain leave the hotel.
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