"'If you will stand still I will show you what it is,' I said,
laughing till I cried at the comical appearance he presented, with
the passers-by looking on wonderingly.
"I do not think he liked it very well. No one likes to be made
ridiculous; but we were soon walking together very amicably, and he
was telling me where he had been, and that he was now on his way to
Trevellian Castle.
"'I have not seen you, Flossie,' he said--and I wish you could have
heard how sadly and low he spoke--'I have not seen you since Bessie
died in Rome. You were with her, I believe?'
"'Bessie died in Rome!' I exclaimed. 'What do you mean? Bessie did
not die in Rome. She is not dead at all. She has gone to America in
the same ship with Grey Jerrold.'
"He stopped more suddenly than he did when I hooked him with the
umbrella, and turning toward me, asked me if I was telling him the
truth. Then we walked on as far as the Champs d'Elysees, where we
sat down, and I told him everything which had happened at Rome, and
after we left there, as far as I knew.
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