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As for the Friends, they went home in a state
of bewilderment.
Alice Donnelly, with her brother Henry and Joel Bradbury, returned
on foot. The two former remembered O'Neil, and, although they had
not witnessed his first interview with their father, they knew
enough of the family history to surmise his errand. Joel was
silent and troubled.
"Alice, I hope it doesn't mean that we are going back, don't you?"
said Henry.

"Yes," she answered, and said no more.
They took a foot-path across the fields, and reached the farm-house
at the same time with the first party. As they opened the door
Sylvia descended the staircase dressed in a rich shimmering
brocade, with a necklace of amethysts around her throat. To their
eyes, so long accustomed to the absence of positive color, she was
completely dazzling. There was a new color on her cheeks, and her
eyes seemed larger and brighter. She made a stately courtesy, and
held open the parlor door.
"Welcome, Lord Henry Dunleigh, of Dunleigh Castle!" she cried;
"welcome, Lady Dunleigh!"
Her father kissed her on the forehead.


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