"I think it is very possible she knows," he said. "Kit had a private talk with her yesterday. Wait till she comes."
Jack rose from his seat.
"Oh, Toby, if you had only telegraphed for me from Stanborough, instead of packing him off!"
"I wish to God I had!" said Toby drearily.
Jack took up his letters, as Toby had told him, and began opening them. There was one from Mr. Alington enclosing a cheque. He barely looked at it. Money, his heart's desire, had been given him, and the leanness of it had entered into his soul. But seeing the sense of Toby's advice to do something, he answered some of these letters, mechanically and correctly.
Before long Lily was announced, and Toby rose quickly, and went out into the hall to meet her.
"Ah, Toby," she said, "you did quite right to send for me. They just caught me before I went out. You needn't tell me anything. Kit told me all."
Toby nodded.
"Will you see Jack?" he asked.