"Anne Montgomery. I haven't seen her since mother died."
"You look as if an idea had struck you. She's useful no end, they say; is now a social secretary to a lot of new people, and sells the 'real lace' and other superfluous luxuries of some of our old families for the cold coin that buys comforts."
"Fine idea. But I'm glad your mother will be alone. I've come down to have a talk with her."
"Thanks. I'll take the hint."
CHAPTER XIV
I
Alexina went up to Joan's room to remain until the gong sounded for luncheon, when she drifted down innocently and kissed the somewhat furtive-looking Maria, who was in chaste duck and fresh from a bath.
"So glad to see you, darling," she murmured almost effusively. "I hope you haven't waited long. A number of my friends have a lesson every Thursday morning, and meet at one house or another."
"Irregular French verbs, I suppose. So fascinating, and one does forget so. I thought I'd never brush up my French."
Not for anything would she have forced Maria into the most innocent equivocation, and she rattled on about her wonderful summer as people are expected to do after their first visit to Europe.