“I didn’t ask him to call, and he did not come to see me,” said the girl demurely. “He wanted you, and left his card. I put it in the surgery. I think he said he had some news of his cousin.”
“Indeed?” said Leigh, starting. “When was this?”
“Yesterday evening. But Pierce, dear, surely it is nothing to you. Don’t go interfering, and perhaps make two poor people unhappy.”
Leigh turned upon her angrily.
“What a good little girl you would be, Jenny, if you had been born without a tongue.”
“Yes,” she said, “but I should not have been half a woman, Pierce, dear.”
“Did he say when he would come again?”
“No.”
“Did he say more particularly what his news was?”
“No, dear, and I did not ask him, knowing how particular you are about my being at all intimate with him.”