while he was here, instead of letting him go off so triumphant."

"I did begin to," said Miss Ingate with a snigger. "But you wouldn't back
me up, you little coward."

"I shall never be a coward again!" Audrey said violently.

They read the will together. They had no difficulty at all in comprehending
it now that they were alone.

"I do think it's a horrid shame Aguilar should have that ten pounds," said
Audrey. "But otherwise I don't care. You can't guess how relieved I am,
Winnie. I imagined the most dreadful things. I don't know what I imagined.
But now we shall have all the property and everything, just as much as ever
there was, and only me and mother to spend it." Audrey danced an embryonic
jig. "Won't I keep mother in order! Winnie, I shall make her go with me to
Paris. I've always wanted to know that Madame Piriac--she does write such
funny English in her letters."

"What's that you're saying?" murmured Miss Ingate, who had picked up the
letter which Mr. Cowl had laid on the small table.

"I say I shall make mother go to Paris with me."

"You won't," said Miss Ingate. "Because she won't go. I know your mother
better than you do.... Oh! Audrey!"

Audrey saw Miss Ingate's face turn scarlet from the roots of her hair to
her chin.