"I'm afraid you'll be angry," she said. "If it wasn't for my duty as a mother, I should let you go your own way—as it is, I must just risk it."
"There is no risk," Beatrice returned gravely. "Where duty is concerned, I am all consideration."
"It's about your intimacy with His Highness," Mrs. Cary went on. "I can't help thinking it has gone too far."
"In what way?"
"You ride out with him every morning."
"You said nothing a month ago—when I went out for the first time."
"It was the first time. And I didn't know people would talk."
"Do they talk?"
"Yes. Mrs. Berry told me only this afternoon that she thought it most infra dig. She told me as a friend—"
Beatrice laughed.