After breakfast when she was busy in the study, Mitter came in and asked her, smilingly, how she had enjoyed herself the previous night. With a great effort, she masked her feelings, and, smiling back, told him where Fortescue had taken her.
“And did you get anything out of him about his airman cousin?” asked Mitter eagerly.
“No, I brought up about aeroplanes,” she replied, “but he didn't mention him.” Then as she saw Mitter frown, she added, “I couldn't be too pointed in my questions, all at once, but as he's asked me to go to a dance with him on Thursday, I may perhaps find out something then.”
“Well, mind you try hard,” nodded Mitter. “Find out where that cousin is, for it's most important.”
Then followed for Margaret a very eventful fortnight. Fortescue took her out three times, an
