“Is Frank to be there this evening?” he asked.
“Yes, I believe so.”
“I thought he was to have gone with us.”
“He told me not to depend on him. He had made an engagement to ride into the country with Sir Harry Vivian.” And she added, though the proud spirit so hated what seemed to her like making an advance that it sounded like a complaint, “So you can’t avoid going with me?”
“I should any way have gone with you, but I may have to leave you to Frank to see you away,” he said. “And I had rather have Frank here than with that set.”
“Breaking up one of our few tête-à-tête evenings, and they are becoming few enough!”
This murmur gratified him, and he said, “We shall be more alone together now. The Rectory is almost ready, and Julius means to move in another week, and I suppose Miles will carry Anne off before the year is over.”
“Yes, we are the only ones with no home.”
“Rather, we hold fast to the old home.”
“Not my old home.”