"I've just said that she prophesied we should be robbed again."
"That's only one thing. What about the rest?"
"Oh! A lot of stuff which wouldn't interest you!"
"You can keep your secret. And I'll keep mine," remarked Dick Annesley-Seton, aggravatingly. "Anyhow, for the present. We'll see how it works out."
"See how what works out?" his wife echoed.
"The series."
CHAPTER XIII
THE SERIES GOES ON
After all, Annesley had not written to her friends, Archdeacon Smith and his wife, on leaving Mrs. Ellsworth's, to tell the surprising news of her engagement. She had asked Mr. Ruthven Smith not to speak of it to his cousins, because she would prefer to write. But then—the putting of the news on paper in a way not to offend them, after their kindness in the past, had been difficult.