'Then I'll do it. I had asked them to dinner for next week. I haven't had an answer yet. I'll telegraph, putting them off, and explaining why.'
'That would be splendid,' said Anne.
'Then it's settled,' answered Eugenia briefly.
Anne got up.
'Of course it must be understood that you know nothing about it—I mean about the quarrel,' she said.
'Of course not. Not a soul, not my husband, nor Cecil, nor his wife shall ever know a word about your visit, Miss Yeo.'
'That is very kind of you, Lady Selsey. I—well, you know I'm devoted to Hyacinth. At first I was almost selfishly glad about this. I could have got her back. We could have gone away together. But I can't see her miserable. She has such a mania for Cecil Reeve! Isn't it extraordinary?'
'Most extraordinary,' replied Eugenia emphatically.
'And since she's got him, she may as well be happy with him,' Anne added.
'Of course. And she will. This misunderstanding won't do any harm in the long run,' said Eugenia. 'If he had any real fear of losing her, it would do him a great deal of good. He's devoted to her really, more than either of them knows.'