"Scone Dacres!" said Minnie, as he passed on. "How awfully sad he is!"
Mrs. Willoughby said nothing.
"But, after all, I don't believe it's me."
"Why not?"
"Because he didn't look at me a bit when he passed to-day. He looked at you, though."
"Nonsense!"
"Yes, and his face had an awfully hungry look. I know what makes him sad."
"What?"
"He's in love with you."
Mrs. Willoughby stared at Minnie for a moment. Then a short laugh burst from her.