The more she thought of the matter the more determined she became to
accomplish her purpose, and she began to grow very anxious to return
to New York to consult with Ray and Mr. Corbin.
"I wonder how much longer Mrs. Montague intends to remain here," she
murmured. "She said she should return within a fortnight, but nearly that
time has expired already. I cannot understand her object in prolonging
her stay, since she was disappointed about coming with the party. I
believe I will ask her to-morrow how soon we are to go back."
Mona felt very weary after the unusual excitement of the evening; her
nerves were also considerably unstrung, and she resolved not to wait for
Mrs. Montague's return, but retire at once.
She arose and began to prepare for bed, but having sent some clothing
away to be washed that morning, she found that her night-robe had gone
with the other articles, and unlocking her trunk, she began to look
for another.
"I thought I put an extra one in the tray," she mused, as she searched
for but failed to find it.
This obliged her to remove the tray and to unpack some of the contents
beneath.
While thus employed she took out a box, and without thinking what it
contained, carelessly set it across a corner of the trunk.
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