Fenwick's Career

by Mrs. Humphry Ward

Fenwick looked up with irritation.

'What on earth do you mean?'

'I am wondering how she kept the peace between you—her two great friends.'

'She sees very little of Welby.'

'Ah! Since when?'

'Oh! for a long time. Of course they meet occasionally—'

A big, kindly smile flickered over Watson's face.

'What—was little Madame Welby jealous?'

'She would be a great goose if she were,' said Fenwick, turning aside to look through some sketches that lay on a chair beside him.

Watson shook his head, still smiling, then remarked: