“She does not know,” Esmé answered coolly, and took the letter from his hand and glanced at it casually.
“Well, but, see here,” he returned, nettled but intent on information. “We are interested—naturally.”
“How can you be interested in some one you have never met?” she said, and went on up the steep narrow stairs, carrying her letter with her.
“I’m blowed!” her brother-in-law ejaculated.
Rose laughed annoyingly.
“You made a hash of that,” she said. “She won’t say anything now.”
“Then let her keep her mouth shut,” he said rudely, and went into the sitting-room in a ruffled state of mind.