“Who is that girl?” she said, turning to Evelyn. “I don’t know her face.”
“Sylvia Leeson! Still I don’t understand. Who is she?”
“A friend of mine,” said Evelyn.
“My dear, how can you possibly have any friends in this place?”
“She is my friend, Aunt Frances. I found her wandering about out of doors, and I brought her in; and Audrey asked her to stay for the rest of the day, and she is happy. She is very nice, Aunt Frances,” said Evelyn, looking up full in her aunt’s face.
“That will do, dear.”
Lady Frances went up to her daughter.
“Audrey,” she said, “introduce me to Miss Leeson.”
The introduction was made. Lady Frances held out her hand.