“Is he goin’ to live here with us?”
“We shall see about all that when he comes.”
Annie, evidently still thinking about her cap, reappeared on the garden path.
“The Dean to see you, ma’am.”
Rosamund got up, gave Robin a long kiss on the freckles and said:
“Robin, I believe the Dean has come about Mr. Thrush.”
“Does he know Mr. Thrush?”
“Not yet. I’ll tell you something presently.”
And she went slowly into the house. Was a scheme of hers coming to fruition just when——? She tried to close her mind to an approaching thought.