CHAPTER X
INQUIRIES
The next day Farnsworth made an occasion to see Azalea alone.
"Come for a stroll in the rose garden," he said to her as they left the breakfast table.
"But aren't you in a hurry to go to town?" she objected.
"No, I'm not. Come along, Zaly, I want to talk to you."
Azalea looked embarrassed. She had on a trim linen street suit, and had an air of alertness as if about to start on a trip of some sort.
"I was—I was just going for a walk," she said, hesitatingly.
"All right, I'll walk with you. Let's make it a long hike."
"Oh,—I'd love to, Cousin William,—really,—but I—I've a lot to do in my room, this morning."