"I don't think so."
It was not until two days later that Robert and Frederic Vernon met. In the meantime Mrs. Vernon had called upon her nephew a number of times.
"Glad to see you, Frost," said Frederic, extending his hand cordially. "I hear you are getting along first-rate as my aunt's private secretary."
"Thank you, I am doing very well," answered Robert stiffly. "How do you feel?"
"Oh, I am coming around slowly. But I've had a pretty bad spell of sickness."
"That isn't very nice."
"It's beastly. But sit down, I want to talk to you. How do you like things over here?"
"Oh, I am suited very well."
"Say, but that's a nice scarfpin you are sporting."
"It is a nice pin."