"That's very strange," he said. "I should have thought your friend was
not likely to leave Lacville for many weeks to come."
His acute French mind had already glanced at all the sides of the
situation, and he was surprised at the mixed feelings which filled his
heart. With the Polish woman gone, his young English friend was not
likely to stay on at such a place as Lacville alone.
"But where has Madame Wolsky gone?" he asked quickly. "And why has she
left? Surely she is coming back?" (Sylvia could certainly stay on a few
days alone at Lacville, if her friend was coming back.)
But what was this that Mrs. Bailey was saying in so plaintive a tone?
"That's the extraordinary thing about it! I haven't the slightest idea
where Anna is, or why she has left Lacville." In spite of herself her
voice trembled. "She did not give me the slightest warning of what she
was thinking of doing; in fact, only a few days ago, when we were talking
of our future plans, I tried to persuade her to come back to England with
me on a long visit."
"Tell me all that happened," he said, sitting down and speaking in the
eager, kindly way he seemed to keep for Sylvia alone.
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