“Well?”
“Well, she didn’t.”
Miss Bussey laughed a little.
“Of course,” resumed Sir Roger, “I’ve got money, you know, and all that, and perhaps——”
“Sir Roger! What a thing to say of your wife!”
“Well, with another girl—but hang it, I don’t believe Maud would. Still, you see, it’s so dashed queer that sometimes——”
“I’m sure she’s very fond of you,” said Miss Bussey, rather surprised fit the nature of the confidence which she was receiving.
“I expect it’s all right,” resumed Deane, more cheerfully, “and that brings us back to where we started, doesn’t it?”
“And we started in bewilderment.”
“You’re puzzled that Dora, Bellairs and Ashforth should pair off together, and——?”