They both laughed and blushed a little consciously.
"Yes, I'm afraid it will."
"But Pamela, Kitty—tell me about Pamela. Did she ever talk about me?"
"I can't say that she did, Anthony."
"I suppose she wouldn't," said the lover, a little disappointed, nevertheless.
"You're fond of her, Anthony?" said Lady Kitty, looking up at him with eyes of alarm. "Really fond of her?"
"I love her and she loves me. As soon as I have established Uncle Wilton comfortably with Knowles to look after him, I shall go to claim her."
"She knows you love her, Anthony?"
"Oh, yes, she knows."