“I didn’t enjoy myself a bit,” she murmured. “I’ll never go out without you again. Do forgive me for going!”
“How is it you didn’t enjoy it?”
“Because you hadn’t seen me in my new dress. Do I look like a canary?”
“No,” he said. “Let me look at you. No, you’re not a canary—you’re a Bird of Paradise.”
CHAPTER XXIII
NIGEL’S LETTER
NEXT morning, as Bertha expected, Madeline came round to see her early. She brought with her a note. She said that Nigel had implored her to give it to her friend from him. He had put Madeline in the carriage, and had seemed greatly distressed. He told the girl that his wife had been ill lately and was not quite herself, and he feared she had offended Bertha.
“She certainly behaved like a lunatic,” Bertha said, as she took the letter.
“Did you tell Percy?”
“As a matter of fact, no.”