“On Saturday, I think. Don’t we go to Pelham Towers on Saturday, Dick?”
“Yes,” replied Pelham. “We will both come to say good-by before we leave London, and we hope to see you, Mrs. Pelham, at the Towers in the winter,” he added.
The two women said a few more words to each other, and then Barbara and her husband found themselves outside the door.
They walked as far as Mark Place.
“I shan’t come in just yet, Barbara,” said Dick. “That visit has upset me—I shall go for a walk. Ask your mother not to wait dinner.”
He turned immediately and left her. Barbara went up-stairs to the drawing-room, where her mother was waiting for her.
“Did you see Mrs. Pelham?” asked Mrs. Evershed.
“Yes.”
“I am glad Dick went there at last.”
Barbara made no reply.