to so much about that empty-headed cad, is that he's never satisfied. He
wants the earth, it seems to me!'

'Really, Bruce, one would think you were quite--'

'What?'

'Well, quite jealous of him, to hear you talk. If one didn't know
that--of course you can't be,' she added quickly.

'This incident is now closed,' said Bruce. 'We will never discuss the
subject again.'

'Very well, dear.'

She then went into the little drawing-room and looked longingly at the
telephone. She feared there would be no chance of communicating with her
friend that evening.

Five minutes later Bruce came in and said--

'And what can old Cannon be about to allow his ward to be tearing about
all over London with a man of Reeve's antecedents?'

'What's the matter with his antecedents? I didn't know he had any.'

'Don't interrupt. And Miss Yeo? Where was Miss Yeo, I should like to
know?'

'I can't _think_.'