"I didn't tell Caroline. I thought I'd pump her first. But she wasn't giving much away."
"Women stick by one another," commented Jimmy.
"Well, he rode over to lunch yesterday, and I know he meant to stay for the afternoon, though he didn't actually say so. The Governor was up in London, and Caroline and the Dragon had gone over to lunch with Mollie Pemberton. Well, they made it pretty plain they didn't want me with them afterwards. B was as nice as possible about it—she always is decent with me—but—well, I needn't spin it out, but they went into the garden, and I found myself left."
"Wait a minute," said Jimmy. "Let's get it straight. It was B who got rid of you."
"Well, Dick did ask me if I'd be kind enough to take a message up to Worthing for him, but—yes, it was she who got me off."
"Did you go up to Worthing?"
"No, I knew he was over at Wilborough. He's agent there too, you know. I rather think Dick knew it as well as I did."
"Ah!" said Jimmy significantly.
"Then B asked me to be an angel and bring her some work she'd been doing, which was in the Long Gallery. So I went up there and couldn't find it, though I hunted about everywhere. At last I found it in her bedroom."