“Wait until you hear about our ride, Virginia,” said Elinor. “Then you can judge for yourself how nice it was.”
Billie was wondering which of the two Edwards Virginia thought was with them, when the young Southern girl turned to Edward Paxton and said in the most natural manner possible:
“I could almost have taken you for my brother in your chauffeur’s clothes, Mr. Paxton. But not quite.”
They stirred uneasily.
Did Virginia know that her brother had run away? Elinor was wondering; for Elinor had her own views on the subject of Edward’s disappearance.
Billie hardly knew what to think. She had a bewildered feeling that Virginia perhaps knew all about what had happened, until Edward Paxton broke in with:
“Do you know when your brother is coming back, Miss l’Estrange?”
Virginia opened her eyes wide.
“When is your grandmother coming back?” she asked.
Edward shook his head. The young girl was too deep for him.