But just now the butler came in to say that the carriage was coming up the drive. Harold went out to meet his mother, without noticing that the young lady also got up and hurriedly left the room.
"It's just like you, you stupid boy!" said the heiress. "Why did you give me no notice?"
"I meant to have written from Paris. But it's all for the best. You were quite right. She is perfectly charming."
"Who?"
"Miss Fanshawe. I have made her acquaintance."
"In town?"
"No, here; in your own morning-room."
"What!" The ejaculation contained volumes. "Was there ever anything so annoying! But it is all your fault for coming so unexpectedly."
"What harm? We introduced ourselves, Miss Fanshawe—"
"Miss Fiddlesticks! That's Dolly Driver, your father's cousin!"