"I suppose this means you're going with Williamson?"
"I really want to go, if you don't mind very much. I may be back before you leave and you'll only be away a week."
"That's so," said Andrew, "Well, you'd better bear in mind what the doctor told you."
He moved on, frowning, and presently found Elsie in the drawing-room.
"I did my best, but Dick's going with Williamson," he said. "You didn't want him to?"
"No," she answered frankly, but with some embarrassment. "Of course, there's no obvious reason for our interfering."
"That was my difficulty. Dick will soon be master here. I'm only his guest, and Williamson is a friend of Staffer's. Nobody knows anything against the man."
"I'm vexed? You can take it that I don't like to be beaten, particularly by my youthful cousin," Andrew answered with a smile, wishing to allay her uneasiness.
Staffer and Mrs. Woodhouse came in then; and when the party broke up for the night, Whitney went with Andrew to his room.