ord," said Robert. "I wanted to wait and consult you both which
would be best. Shall I go to him at once, or shall he be made to meet my
Evangeline again, and let her fascinate him, as she is bound to do, and
then tell him?"

"Oh, tell him straight!" I exclaimed, remembering his proclivities about
the servants and that Veronique knows. "Then he cannot ever say we have
deceived him."

"That is how I feel," said Robert.

"You take Evangeline to lunch, Aunt Sophia, and I will go back and feed
with him, and tell him, and then come to you after."

"Yes, that will be best," she said, and it was settled that she should
come in again and fetch me in an hour, when Robert should leave to go to
Vavasour House. He went with her to the lift, and then he came back.

No--even in this locked book I am not going to write of that hour--it was
too divine. If I had thought just sitting in the park was heaven, I now
know there are degrees of heaven, and that Robert is teaching me up
towards the seventh.

_Monday afternoon._
(Continued.)

I forgot to say a note came from Christopher by this morning's post--it
made me laugh when I read it, then it went out of my head; but when Lady
Merrenden returned for me, and we were more or less sane again--Robert and
I--I thought of it; so apparently did he. "Did you by chance hear from
Christopher, whether he got your note last night or no?" he said.

I went and fetched it from my bedroom when I put on my hat. Robert read it
aloud:

"TRAVELLER'S CLUB

"_Sunday night._

"'_Souvent femme varie--fol qui se fie!_'
Hope you found your variation worth while!

C. C."

"What dam cheek!" he said, in his old way. He hasn't used any "ornaments
to conversation" since we have been--oh, I want to say it--engaged!

Then his eyes flashed. "Christopher had better be careful of himself! He
will have to be answerable to me now."

"Do be prudent, Evangeline dear," Lady Merrenden said, gayly, "or you will
have Robert breaking the head of every man in the street who even glances
at you. He is frantically jealous."

"Yes, I know I am," said Robert, rearranging the tie on my blouse with
that air of _sans gene_ and possession that pleases me so.

I belong to him now, and if my tie isn't