By this time they were practically in the library, in the restraining presence of Aunt Selina, and Beatrice had no more chance to introduce the topic clamoring for discussion in the minds of both than the question "You've seen Harry?" uttered in an undertone as they went through the door, allowed her. Church, the weather and the unexpected pleasure of James' arrival were politely discussed for a few moments, and then Aunt Selina withdrew to prepare for dinner.
"James," Beatrice burst out, "tell me about Harry. I know you've come on about that; tell me all about it! Has anything been done? Can anything be done?"
"It can," said James, smiling at her impetuosity. "Like-wise, it has. In fact, it's all over!"
"What do you mean?... Have you paid her off?"
"No; she withdrew of her own accord."
"James, don't be irritating! Tell me about it. You've done something, I know you have!"
"Well—possibly!" He smiled tantalizingly at her—so like a man!
"What?"
"Well, I'll tell you—on one condition."
"What's that?"