“He is looking forward to it like a child,” Trix had said.
And Miss Tibbutt had suddenly taken off her spectacles and wiped them.
“It’s an odd little thing to feel choky about,” she had said with a shaky laugh.
Presently she had left the room. A few moments later Doctor Hilary had also taken his leave. Trix and the Duchessa had been left alone. Suddenly the Duchessa had looked across at Trix.
“What made you do it?” she had asked.
Trix understood the question, and the colour had rushed to her face.
“What made you do it?” the Duchessa had repeated.
“For you,” Trix had replied in a very small voice.
“You guessed?” the Duchessa had asked quietly.
Trix nodded. It had been largely guesswork. There was no need, at the moment at all events, to speak of Miss Tibbutt’s share in the matter. That was for Tibby herself to do if she wished.