"Yes, never mind about the wild-flowers now. I want you after lunch to take this note to a gentleman you will find sitting on the gate at the bottom of the lane…."
"Sitting on the gate, miss. Yes, miss."
"Or leaning against it. You can't mistake him. He is rather tall and…. Oh, well, there isn't likely to be anybody else there, so you can't make a mistake. Give him this, will you?"
"Certainly, miss. Er—any message?"
"Any what?"
"Any verbal message, miss?"
"No, certainly not! You won't forget, will you, Webster?"
"On no account whatever, miss. Shall I wait for an answer?"
"There won't be any answer," said Billie, setting her teeth for an instant. "Oh, Webster!"
"Miss?"