“Oh, at different times. Last evening, for instance, in the Park, while you were with your mother. He came to feed the ducks.”
“You won’t be happy till you are sent away in disgrace.”
“That’s very true, Franky; but I don’t think I shall feel the disgrace. What would you say, too, if I told you that I have been three times to the city?”
“Impossible!”
“Oh no; these things are not impossible to one who wants to do them.”
“Oh, Drew, Drew!” cried Frank.
“There, don’t you pity me. You are the one to be pitied.”
“I say, hadn’t we better talk about something else?”
“Yes. Has Lady Gowan heard from Sir Robert?”
Frank shook his head gloomily.