She came to Doughty Street and picked him up and they were at Stone Cottage in time for lunch. The weather was still unsettled, but Tab had passed the stage where weather made any difference to him.
Though he did not tell her of his sensational experience, he did mention his dream.
“Ursula?” he asked. “You like Yeh Ling, don’t you? So do I, as a matter of fact, but do you absolutely trust him?”
She considered before she spoke.
“Yes, I think I do,” she said. “He has been a most faithful friend. Think, Tab, without my knowledge, all these years he has been watching over me. I should be a most ungrateful girl if his loyalty did not move me.”
Tab thought that there might be some other explanation of Yeh Ling’s devotion but wisely said nothing.
“Do you know,” she said, “that he keeps a ma
