“Yes, why?” looking up curiously.
Paddy found herself in a fix, and she flushed crimson, feeling ready to bite her tongue out for being so hasty.
“Why?” he asked again, in a way that made her feel she must answer.
“Only that I heard something about you this afternoon,” she stammered.
“And what did you hear?”
His grey eyes had an amused twinkle in them now, and there was something so disarming about his smile; that with an answering twinkle in her own, Paddy looked at him slyly and said:
“Oh! nothing much—only that you bought picture post-cards.”
CHAPTER V
Ted Masterman.
“Was that all?” asked Ted Masterman, reaching across to tuck his rain-proof coat, which he fortunately had with him, closer round her, and looking still more amused.