“Look here,” he remonstrated, “if Henrietta found out—”
She had not time to smile. “It’s for her sake.”
“I’ll do anything,” he said.
“Then will you meet me this afternoon at five o’clock? Not here. I may not be able to get so far. Where can we meet?”
“Well, there’s the post-office. Can’t mistake that.”
“No, no, I may have something important, very important, Charles, to say to you. At five o’clock, will you be on The Green? There’s a seat by the old monument. It won’t take a minute to get there. Are you listening? On The Green at five o’clock. Come towards me as soon as you see me and at once we’ll walk together towards the avenue. Wait till six, and if I don’t come, will you still hold yourself in readiness at home? Don’t forget. Don’t be absent-minded and forget what you are there for, and even if there’s a barrel-organ playing dreadful tunes, you’ll wait there? For Henrietta.”
“I don’t understand this about Henrietta.”
“That doesn’t matter, not in the least. Now what are your instructions?”
He repeated them.
“Very well. I trust you.”