"I know that. All the same, I hate to hear the name of the family."
"And yet," said Hersham, meaningly, "you were fond enough of Louis."
Again Anne laughed. "You must not be jealous of my friendship for Louis, Ted. He is a good fellow in his way. I was never in love with him as I am with you, but I liked him."
"And Binjoy, that pompous doctor, did you like him?"
"I hated him. I hate him still," she flashed out. "He is the evil genius of Louis. If these matters only concerned Dr. Binjoy, I should not keep silent and bear the burden I am doing."
"You have me to bear it with you," said. Hersham, softly.
"I know that, my dear. But there are some things which men and women have to face singly. Such a thing is this coming interview with Mr. Fanks. I wanted you to see him so as to disarm any suspicions which he may entertain. Still, I wish you to take no part in the conversation."
"But why?" asked Ted, with a frown. "I can't leave you to fight my battle."
"You must in this case," replied Anne, "you are a dear, good fellow, Ted, but you allow your heart to govern your head."
"That is very true. And it is the reverse with you, Anne."