‘He spoke to you of a lady called Mrs. Lant?’ were his next words.
‘Yes. He just mentioned her.’
‘Are you going to see her soon?’
‘I don’t know. Have you seen her?’
‘No. But I believe she’s a woman you could soon be friendly with. I hope your grandfather will ask her to come here before long.’
‘I’m rather afraid of strangers.’
‘No doubt,’ said the other, smiling. ‘But you’ll get over that. I shall do my best to persuade Mr. Snowdon to make you acquainted with her.’
Jane drew in her breath uneasily.
‘She won’t want me to know other people, I hope?’
‘Oh, if she does, they’ll be kind and nice and easy to talk to.’