'Marian will be with Dora.'
'You ought both to go. You mustn't neglect that woman.'
He said nothing more just then, but when presently he was alone
with Dora in the sitting-room for a few minutes, he turned with a
peculiar smile and remarked quietly:
'I think you had better go with Maud this afternoon.'
'But I can't. I expect Marian at three.'
'That's just why I want you to go.'
She looked her surprise.
'I want to have a talk with Marian. We'll manage it in this way.
At a quarter to three you two shall start, and as you go out you
can tell the landlady that if Miss Yule comes she is to wait for
you, as you won't be long. She'll come upstairs, and I shall be
there. You see?'
Dora turned half away, disturbed a little, but not displeased.
'And what about Miss Rupert?' she asked.
'Oh, Miss Rupert may go to Jericho for all I care. I'm in a
magnanimous mood.'
'Very, I've no doubt.'
'Well, you'll do this? One of the results of poverty, you see;
one can't even have a private conversation with a friend without
plotting to get the use of a room.
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