Jasper stared.
“Jasper,” she said, with a little shaky laugh, and she held out both her hands.
“Bride!” he exclaimed, and it was nearly seven years since she had heard that name.
Miss Mason went quickly from the room, and closed the door softly behind her.
It was nearly an hour before they realized her absence. Then Bridget started up from the sofa.
“Aunt Olive!” she exclaimed. “Oh, Jasper, isn’t she a dear! I must go round and find her.”
“She’ll be back at her studio by now,” said Jasper calmly.
“I’d quite forgotten her,” said Bridget contritely. “Oughtn’t we to go——”
“Presently,” said Jasper. “Come back to me now. I want you. Aunt Olive will understand.”