of a message from Dr. Brinton to you. He was driving like mad up Lombardy Street, but seeing my direction, I presume, halted long enough to say that he would like to have you call at his office this afternoon. Dr. Herschel was with him. Now," handing her the empty cup, "I have delivered the message, and you may refer him to me for recommendation."
Conversation drifted into generalities and Eletheer went to help her mother in household duties.
Eletheer was not given to presentiments, but the mention of Dr. Herschel's name made her shiver. She always thought of him in connection with that awful night of Hernando's departure for Shushan and could barely restrain her excitement at the thought of meeting him for, in her eyes, he was all-powerful. "Ridiculous," she thought, giving herself a mental shake. "I'm a goose to be nervous, and very likely he is not in any way concerned with Dr. Brinton's message to me."
Her hands and feet kept time with her busy
