“Is he in love with her?”
“I believe so.”
“And you say that she is safe—that she will not talk?”
“She won’t do anything to hurt Philip.”
He leaned forward.
“Are you as stupid as you sound? If she tells no one else she will tell him.”
She laughed.
“Oh, no, she won’t! They don’t see each other, for one thing, except in the bosom of the family. It was all pour le bon motif, you know. Philip was on the point of proposing to her—hence his joy at my return. They suffer in silence and hope that no one notices. Also, Lyndall was one of my bridesmaids and very devoted. It is surprising, but I believe she was the only person who was genuinely glad to see me. She ran right across the room and flung her arms round my neck. At the moment, she thought about me, not Philip. Which I consider a triu
