He found her, somewhat later, coming from the park with Mrs. Plater, Miss Tyler, Constable and Paca. To his surprise, she greeted him with the old smile, and motioned him beside her.
"She knows she is guilty, also," he thought, "and suspects that Miss Stirling has told me."
"Well, I see, sir," she said, as they dropped behind the others, "that you have lost no time in securing instruction—and have made rare progress. I foretold that you would be the favorite pupil."
He made no attempt at not comprehending—she had seen him, so, why dissemble?
"There are other favorite pupils, also, it would seem," he remarked, significantly.
"Sir Edward Parkington?" she laughed.
He was not prepared for such candor; he was astonished, and his expression showed it.
"I see you understand," he said.
"Why should you be surprised?" she asked—"for you were surprised, Dick, or else I cannot read your face."