"Yes . . again, because . . . !" he answered, smiling.
"To-day?"
"As soon as you please."
She gave a little gasp; then shut her lips tightly.
"Do you mean . . have you actually told him?" she murmured with averted eyes.
"Yes."
"And did he—is he——?"
"It's not for me to say." Desmond seemed equal to any amount of incoherence this morning. "You'll find out for yourself in no time."
"Oh dear!"
"Is it as dreadful as all that?"