He nodded, and Agnes knew the secret was safe.
“Well, well, why didn’t you come before?” asked Jeanie, when Agnes was within hearing.
“I couldn’t; I had company.”
“Why didn’t you bring the company? They would have been very welcome.”
“No, he wouldn’t.” Agnes shook her head decidedly.
“Why, Nancy Kennedy, you know he would.”
“I know he wouldn’t.”
“What was his name?”
“Mr. Wolf.”
Jeanie looked puzzled. “I never heard of him. Is he an old friend? Did he come from Carlisle?”