"No," Ideala answered, "not at all nice, but very interesting."
When at last the day arrived she felt an unusual impatience to see him.
And she was in a strange flutter of nervous excitement. Should she tell
him of those things which she had not been able to confide to him on
the last occasion of their meeting? Could she? No; impossible! But she
must see him, nevertheless. The desire was imperative.
The servant she had been accustomed to see met her at the door of the
Great Hospital. She fancied he looked at her peculiarly. He said he had
heard something about Mr. Lorrimer being absent that day, but he would
inquire. He left her, and, returning in a few minutes, told her Mr.
Lorrimer was not there.
"Did he leave no note, no message for me?" Ideala asked, faintly.
"No, madam, nothing," was the reply.
CHAPTER XXII.
For quite three months we heard nothing of Ideala, but we were not
alarmed, as she often neglected us in this way when she was busy. At
last, however, Claudia received a note from her, written in pencil, and
in her usual style.
"It has been dull down here to a degree," she said.
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