“Who is she? How did you find her out? Does Uncle Morris know her?” were among the many questions which Jessie put to her brother. He did not see fit to satisfy her, however, except to say, “Her name is Mrs. Moneypenny.”
“Mrs. Moneypenny! What a funny name?” exclaimed Jessie, laughing and repeating the name.
“Yes, it is odd; but the lady who bears it, is a noble woman.”
“Is she rich?”
“No, she is very poor, very poor indeed.”
“Very poor, eh? But how came you to know her?”
“That’s my secret.”
“A secret! Please tell me about it, Guy?”
“Can’t do it, Jessie. You know girls can’t keep secrets,” replied Guy, laughing and looking archly at his sister.
“I can, Guy. Do tell me. I won’t tell Hugh, nor Carrie Sherwood, no, nor even Uncle Morris, though I can’t see why you should keep a secret from him.”