“It’s the most marvelous school in the world,” said Aneta with enthusiasm. “I do wish you would send Cicely and Merry there. They would have a good time.”
“Is your aunt in?” said Mr. Cardew, a little restlessly.
“Oh yes; she’ll be down in a minute.”
Lady Lysle now hurried into the room.
“How do you do, Cyril?” she said. “I didn’t expect to find you in town just now. Is there anything I can do for you?”
“I am rather anxious to have a chat with you,” replied Mr. Cardew.
“Aneta darling, you had better leave us,” said her aunt.
The girl went off with a light laugh. “Auntie,” she said, “I’ve just been telling Mr. Cardew that he ought to send Cicely and Merry to Aylmer House.” She closed the door as she made this parting shot.
“As a matter of fact, I agree with Aneta,” said Lady Lysle. “A couple of years at that splendid school would do the girls no end of good.”
Mr. Cardew was silent for a minute. “I may as well confess something to you, Lucia,” he said then.