'So am I, I should hope,' said Hazel. 'What do you suppose I shall do with itor with myself generallythat you call out a special detail of police?'
'Did Mr. Falkirk let you go about by yourself?'
'Always! At least, so far as he was concerned,' said Hazel correcting herself.
'I warned you what you were to expect,' said Rollo lightly. But then they came to the breakfast table, and something else was talked of. When the meal was over, and he was about going, bending down by her chair, he asked,
'What time will you have the carriage?'
'No time,' said Hazel. 'I have decided to walk.'
'I want you to take a carriage and let Byrom attend youthe sidewalks are in a state of glare ice this morning.'
'I am sure-footed.'
'I am glad of it,' said Rollo half laughing. 'What hour shall I say?'
'Why none!' said Hazel emphatically, with a passing thought of wonder at his obtuseness, though at the moment she was deep in her notebook. 'None, thank you.'