"
Rachel smiled at Signe while they listened, for Rupert's and Signe's
story was quite familiar to her. All the time Rupert had been speaking,
the woman who had come with them sat as if spellbound, her big eyes
fixed on the speaker. When Rupert closed, Signe said to her friend:
"That is my husband. Let us go up to him; he will be glad to meet you."
But the woman drew back as if afraid. "I can't," she whispered. "Forgive
me, but I must go"--and with a faint cry she retreated and disappeared
in the crowd, the two women looking after in wonder and astonishment.
Just then Rupert stepped up to them. Seeing their wonder, he asked the
reason. Signe explained.
"I think I can guess who it was," said Rupert. "Well, well," he murmured
as if to himself, "I had nearly forgotten her."
"Yes, I believe it was she," added Signe.
"Was who?" inquired Rachel.
But Rupert stopped any reply that his wife might wish to make by
interrupting with:
"I saw an impressive sight not long ago--Come let us be getting on our
way home, and I shall tell it to you.
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