“Miss Humbert?” he asked, politely.
“I am Miss Humbert!”
“May we see Miss Rosaleen Humbert?”
“There’s no such person,” said Miss Amy.
There was a pause. Then another voice, a feminine one, soft, agreeable, but unmistakably rebuking, said,
“Ah am Mrs. Allanby, Mr. Landry’s aunt.”
“Ah!” said Miss Amy.
“Ma nephew was afraid that perhaps you might not have liked his calling on your cousin——”
“Rosaleen is not my cousin,” said Miss Amy, contemptuously.
Mrs. Allanby was just beginning to speak, when Nick broke in. He couldn’t keep his temper any longer. The spectacle of his beloved and dignified aunt standing outside the door, and being spoken to so outrageously by this woman both shocked and infuriated him.