"No, I didn't."
She laughed mischievously, and Anthony laughed too, his bronzed cheek reddening.
"What then?" he pleaded. "Come, tell me, there's a good child."
"I should have thought you'd known," said Sarah, playing with his growing impatience.
"How was I to know anything, away on the sea?"
"I should have thought Mrs. Oxenham would have written to you."
"Of course she has written to me. I got two letters from her last night. But she has been out of town as long as I have."
"Not quite as long. She stayed a few days after you left, and then she went home; and she took Jenny with her."
"What!" Anthony almost bounded from his chair. "Took Jenny to Wandooyamba? As her guest?"
Sarah nodded carelessly. "Wasn't it good of her? She found Jenny looking very ill, and she said she must have a change and rest. And we hurried to get her clothes ready and fix up an evening dress for her, and off she went, and there she has been ever since."