“In the very highest and properest spirit?”
“Well, you’ll see.” She was as brave as she was clear. “Or at least I shall!”
Struck with all this in her he renewed his homage. “You are, yes, splendid!”
“I even,” she laughed, “surprise myself.”
But he was already back at his calculations. “How early do the papers get to you?”
“At Dedborough? Oh, quite for breakfast—which isn’t, however, very early.”
“Then that’s what has caused his wire to Bender.”
“But how will such talk strike him?” the girl asked.
Hugh meanwhile, visibly, had not only followed his train of thought, he had let it lead him to certainty. “It will have moved Mr. Bender to absolute rapture.”
“Rather,” Lady Grace wondered, “than have put him off?”