"She's gone for a walk with John," said Evelyn, who had come out of the house to give me Lucy's messages of regret and apology.
"Lucy gone walking!" I exclaimed. "Have the heavens fallen?"
"Sometimes I think they have," said Evelyn. "But you know more about that than I do."
"Know more about what?"
"Haven't you noticed?"
I shook my head.
"Why, John is all up in the air about something or other, and Lucy is worried sick about him. I thought probably she'd told you what the trouble was. I've asked. She said probably money had something to do with it; and that was all I could get out of her. Come down off that high horse and talk to me. I'm not riding till four."
So I left my pony standing at the front gate and Evelyn and I strolled about the grounds.
"Money isn't the whole trouble," said Evelyn presently. "I know that. Something even more serious has gone terribly wrong. And I want to help."
"Won't they work it out best by themselves?" I suggested.