CHAPTER XXI "You had none," said Mrs. Gereth: "you were completely bewildered."!

"The whole house," said Fleda uncompromisingly. She thought of her lovely room. In the place at the corner, on the chance of its saving time, Fleda wrote her telegram—wrote it in silence under Mrs. Gereth's eye and then in silence handed it to her. "I send this to Waterbath, on the possibility of your being there, to ask you to come to me." Mrs. Gereth held it a moment, read it more than once; then keeping it, and with her eyes on her companion, seemed to consider. There was the dawn of a kindness in her look; Fleda perceived in it, as if as the reward of complete submission, a slight relaxation of her rigor.

"I can't tell you what they were, but they were powerful. She knew how," said Mrs. Gereth. Fleda hesitated. "Did you see her?" "Only that she left me thinking she had got something."