Mary was not one to leave her next meeting with Miss Price to the vagaries of chance. She called upon her one morning when she knew full well both Miss Price and her aunt had dined out the night before.
As Mary had expected, when she was shown into the drawing room, only Miss Price was present. She rose at once, a very becoming flush upon her cheek, and stepped forward to take Mary by the hand.
“Mrs Lynd, how good to see you.”
“And you. I would enquire after your health, but your looks are more than adequate reassurance on that count.” Mary c****d her head. “Now you must tell me if last night you found yourself a beau. I should be most put out not to hear it from you, if that were the case.”
Miss Price laughed. “Do you look for a beau every time you are abroad?”
“No, but I have been m
