"Yes," agreed Mrs. De Wolfe.
"And then the General, that's my father," he explained to the old lady, "has come forward nobly, and is going shares in the rent of Fairplains; he and I, will be your tenants, Nance."
"Yes, and I shall go out and stay with Jessie and you, for such ages,—that you'll be obliged to leave home!"
"And what about the gold?" inquired Mrs. De Wolfe.
"I believe it's paying hand over fist. Nancy, you will remember Nicky always swore that there was gold in those old workings. I thought it a fairy tale, but when some engineer chaps came sniffing round for reefs, Nicky put them on, and went down with them himself. The gold was all right, and he has stuffed several thousands a year, into your pocket. Mind you don't forget that!"
"You may be sure I won't.—And so he is staying on at the Corner?"
Teddy nodded.
"Alone?" Her tone was significant.
"I don't think so! Perhaps you can guess the name of the new partner? By the way," lowering his voice, as he noted that Mrs. De Wolfe was absorbed in the menu, "what about that chap?" ... name indistinct, to the sharp-eared chaperon. "Do you ever hear anything of him?"
"Never!" was the emphatic reply.