“I feel quite sure it is important B should know,” she said. “And I feel pretty sure I am justified in disclosing it. At first I thought perhaps I ought not to do so. But I know B won’t tell any one else, so it can’t matter her knowing as well as me. No; I am sure it can’t,” ended Trix decidedly.
“Then,” said Father Dormer, “your best plan will be to ask C to release you from your promise.”
Trix started.
“Oh, but—” she began. She shook her head. “I don’t believe he would ever release me,” she said.
“You could ask him, anyhow,” said Father Dormer.
“Yes, I could,” replied Trix doubtfully.
“Try that first,” he suggested. “It is the simplest plan.”
“Yes,” said Trix still doubtfully.
Of course it sounded the simplest plan to Father Dormer, but then he had not the remotest idea of what the secret was, nor whom it concerned.
“You see,” said Trix thoughtfully, “he knows A’s secret too; at least, I feel sure he does.”