"I say," said Broadhem, and he stopped short.
"Well?"
"I wish to goodness there was some way of going to Ascot without being seen. I suppose one is sure to come across a lot of men one knows."
"Not if you go and stay with the clergyman of the parish," I said.
"I don't know him. It is not for myself, but I don't think my mother would like my going."
"Then don't go."
"What an unsatisfactory fellow you are! I shall go and talk over the matter with Ursula—she always helps me out of my difficulties."
"What does she know about Ascot?" I asked.
"Oh, she does not know about Ascot, but somehow or other she always tells me what is the best thing to do about everything."
"I suppose, then, you tell her everything?"