"No, because she answers our letters so quickly."
"She?"
"My young cousin, the object of our search."
"Did she run away?" asked the admirer, in a voice strangled with excitement.
To admit that a young relation of Anonyma's should run away from her would be undignified.
"You mustn't take us too seriously," said Mrs. Gustus lightly. "It isn't a case of an elopement, or anything like that. Just an excuse for a tour, and a rest from wearisome war work. A wild-goose chase, nothing but fun in it."
"Wild goose is a good description of Jay," said Cousin Gustus. It was rather.
Next morning the admirer, twittering with excitement, came in upon the
Family while it was having its breakfast.
"Oh, I had such an idea in the night," she said. "I couldn't sleep, of course, after such an exciting day. I believe I have been fated to help you in your quest. I know of a house near here, and the more I think of it the more sure I feel that it is the place you want."
"Who lives there?"