It was within a few steps of his own door.
'You are going to call upon my wife,' said he. 'She will be very glad to
see you.'
Anne denied it.
'No! she really had not time, she was in her way home;' but while she
spoke the Admiral had stepped back and knocked at the door, calling out,
'Yes, yes; do go in; she is all alone; go in and rest yourself.'
Anne felt so little disposed at this time to be in company of any sort,
that it vexed her to be thus constrained, but she was obliged to stop.
'Since you are so very kind,' said she, 'I will just ask Mrs. Croft how
she does, but I really cannot stay five minutes. You are sure she is
quite alone?'
The possibility of Captain Wentworth had occurred; and most fearfully
anxious was she to be assured--either that he was within, or that he was
not--_which_ might have been a question.
'Oh yes! quite alone, nobody but her mantua-maker with her, and they have
been shut up together this half-hour, so it must be over soon.'
'Her mantua-maker! Then I am sure my calling now would be most
inconvenient. Indeed you must allow me to leave my card and be so good
as to explain it afterwards to Mrs.
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