“‘I consider myself your guardian,—with letters testamentary.’
“‘I am forced to it,’ said she, but smiling.”
“Now, she did n’t smile,” said Mrs. Denby.
“‘Oh,’ said I, ‘this is deliciously lucky. I thought I should have this ride alone.’
“At this moment—for some time had passed—the Swiss announced luncheon, which she—”
“How horridly forward it all sounds,” interrupted Mrs. Denby.
“Which she took with me.”
“Oh, dear, I wonder at it,” said Mrs. Denby.
“She had to,” said Denby.
“Yes, of course, you had the money,” said Mrs. Denby.