It was Alice Betts who opened the door to Mrs. Bonner.
“Oh, good evening, Mrs. Bonner!”
“I didn’t come ’ere to bandy no words with you,” said Mrs. Bonner. “I never held with you, Alice Betts,” she added severely.
“I don’t see what I’ve done!”
“No pre-aps you don’t. Anyhow, I’m here to see your mistress. You go and tell her I am here.”
“If I say I’ve brought a letter that gel will guess who it is from,” Mrs. Bonner thought, so, wisely, she held her peace.
A few minutes later Mrs. Bonner was shewn into the drawing-room. She dropped a curtsey.
“You want to see me?”
“Yes, miss, but first—excuse me, miss!”
Mrs. Bonner hurriedly opened the door.