Still my needle went in and out; and Nona said aloud, pertly—
"Millie says you know him, Miss Con."
"Whom?" I asked.
"Captain Lenox."
"I have known a Captain Lenox," I said, looking up. "It may or may not be the same."
Another whisper, and—"Don't tell!" reached me.
"Captain Lenox who used to be at Bath," Miss Millington said, her eyes fixed upon me.
"That would probably be my acquaintance," I answered. "Have you heard anything of him?"
"Yes,—something," she said pointedly enough; and Maggie giggled.
I put down my work, and threaded my needle with a steady hand,—wondering at myself. It flashed across me in that moment how little my dear Mrs. Romilly, if she knew what Miss Millington really is, would approve of such a companionship for her girls.