"But she doesn't know about his wishing to buy it?"
"She may have seen the advertisement, and you know Tung-yu is coming to the ball at the Bristol."
Major Tidman rose like a jack-in-the-box. "Who says so?" he asked.
"Young Walker. Tung-yu is not the keeper of the Whitechapel Joss-house as I thought. He is a clerk in the firm of Kum-gum-Li."
"Chris Walker also works for them," interpolated the Major.
"Certainly, and he is bringing Tung-yu to the ball. I don't know why, and I don't much care," added Ainsleigh somewhat crossly. "I am about tired of this fan business. What will you do?"
Major Tidman buttoned his coat. "I'm going straight to Forge," he said, "and I shall tell him that young Burgh had the fan. I know how he got it."
"Do you, indeed," said Rupert yawning.
"Yes. Miss Pewsey stole it from the cabinet."
"Nonsense. Why should she do that?"