“I would risk it.”
“Of course. Because you have lost your head. I should not wonder if the professor would risk it too.”
Hugh began to laugh.
“You will be saying as much of Wareham in a minute.”
“Do you mean that he owns to it?” asked Mrs Martyn innocently.
His laugh grew hilarious.
“No, no, no. The bare idea is too comic. I have never known him smitten. He will not even consent to stay on with us, though Anne asked him herself.”
“And you have asked him also, no doubt?”
“In vain, though! I have never known him so stiff. If it had been any one else, I should have suspected the attraction of Miss Ravenhill’s dimple.”
Mrs Martyn gazed at him admiringly.