Mrs. Fazackerly nodded.
“When?” I said, and Christopher Ambrey at the same moment said, “Why?”
“Very soon. And he’s coming because—” Nancy paused and then said in a slightly awe-stricken way: “She’s written and asked him to come.”
“Did she tell you so?”
“Captain Patch did.”
“And did he tell you why she did anything so astonishing?”
“Not exactly. I got an impression, though.” She hesitated.
“I think I’ll tell you. I think, in a way, he rather wanted me to tell people—especially if anyone is talking about them.”
“Everyone is talking about them,” I assured her. “Please add to the number.”
All the same, I knew that what she wanted to say was, by comparison with the tittle-tattle that was going on, something serious.