When they reached the waiting trap, and Merrington had helped Jacqueline up, Brinton turned to his friend.
“Where are you staying?”
“My cousin, Peggie Le Moyne, is down here. I am with her.”
In spite of her reluctance, Jacqueline spoke.
“Mrs. Le Moyne’s cottage is next door to ours, Dick.”
“Good!” exclaimed Brinton. “I say, Jack, have him over to dinner to-night.”
Jacqueline turned to Merrington. “Will you come?” she asked, a lovely smile adding to the beauty of her blushes.
Merrington hesitated. He felt that the invitation had been forced.
“Peggie will spare you,” Jacqueline urged, “and old friends do not turn up every day.”
“Thank you,” said Merrington. “I will come.”