"No, it isn't. The other morning she saw Miss Ward, and there was a scene in the Park."
Bawdsey hung his red head. "I fear that is my fault," he confessed. "I pointed out Miss Ward to Lola, and----"
"And it was I who foolishly mentioned that Miss Ward sometimes took a walk in the morning--in the Park."
"Oh," said Bawdsey, "I mentioned that also."
"Did you wish Lola to see Miss Ward?" asked George, angrily.
"No. Nor did I intend to say anything about the walking in the early morning. I simply pointed her out in the box to Lola, so that Lola might see there was no chance of your marrying her."
"As if any woman would accept such an excuse," said Brendon, contemptuously. "Then she questioned you about the walk?"
"Yes. She mentioned something about what you had told her, and I was rather free with my tongue. I am not usually," said Bawdsey, penitently, "but there's something about Lola that makes me behave like a child. I'm wax in her hands. So she saw Miss Ward?"
"Yes. And she knows that I am angry. Of course Miss Ward sent to tell me at once, and I called on Lola to give her a talking to, but she was gone when I arrived."
"Would you have spoken harshly to her?"