Was there irony in the slight accent on the word “brave”?  How singularly severe was her costume, also!—­simple black, without an ornament.  Yet he admitted that he had never seen her in so effective a dress, revealing, as it did, the ivory whiteness of her arms and neck.

“There is only one reason why I should not come this evening,—­you may have hoped to escape all callers.”

“It matters little what one hopes in these times,” she said, “for events are taking place which set aside all hopes and expectations.”

In her bitter mood she was impatient to have the interview over, so that she accomplished her purpose.  Therefore she proposed, contrary to her custom with him, to employ the national tragedy, to which he was so indifferent, as one of her keenest weapons.

“It is quite natural that you should feel so, Miss Vosburgh, in regard to such hopes as you have thus far entertained—­”

“Since they are the only hopes I know anything about, Mr. Merwyn, I am not indifferent to them.  I suppose you were at the depot to see your friend, Mr. Strahan, depart?” and the question was asked with a steady, searching scrutiny that was a little embarrassing.

Indeed, her whole aspect produced a perplexed, wondering admiration, for she seemed breathing marble in her cold self-possession.  He felt, however, that the explanation which he must give of his absence when so many were evincing patriotic good-will would enable him to impress her with the fact that he had superior interests at stake in which she might have a share.

Therefore he said, gravely, as if the reason were ample:  “I should have been at the depot, of course, had not my legal adviser come up from town to-day and occupied me with very important business.  Mr. Bodoin’s time is valuable to him, and he presented, for my consideration, questions of vital interest.  I have reached that age now when I must not only act for myself, but I also have very delicate duties to perform towards my mother and sisters.”

“Mr. Strahan had a sad duty to perform towards his mother and sisters,—­he said good-by to them.”

“A duty which I shall soon have to perform, also,” Merwyn said.

She looked at him inquiringly.  Had he at last found his manhood, and did he intend to assert it?  Had he abandoned his calculating policy, and was he cherishing some loyal purpose?  If this were true and she had any part in his decision, it would be a triumph indeed; and, while she felt that she could never respond to any such proposition as he had made through her mother, she could forget the past and give him her hand in friendly encouragement towards such a career as Lane and Strahan had chosen.  She felt that it would be well not to be over-hasty in showing resentment, but if possible to let him reveal his plans and character fully.  She listened quietly, therefore, without show of approval or disapproval, as he began in reply to her questioning glance.