"When did you see her last?" followed quickly, whilst she examined him as keenly as she had done Waymark.
"See her?" repeated Julian, laughing. "Do you mean the girl you went to school with?"
"Of course I do."
"I don't know that I ever saw her in my life."
"Well, she's coming here to-morrow night."
An explanation followed.
"Hasn't he ever spoken to you about her?" Harriet asked.
"No," said Julian, smiling. "I suppose he thought it was a private affair, in which no one else had any interest."
"I hope you will like her," he said presently. "It will be very nice to have a friend of that kind, won't it?"
"Yes,—if she doesn't throw one of my own plates at me."