"Then you're Miss
Minty's brother. I know her. How jolly lucky!"
They both shook hands again. Richelieu, eager to get rid of the burden
of his sister's message, which he felt was in the way of free-and-easy
intercourse with this charming stranger, looked uneasily towards the
house.
"I say," said Mainwaring, "if you're in a hurry, you'd better go in
there and knock. I hear some one stirring in the kitchen."
Richelieu nodded, but first went back to the steps of the veranda,
picked up a small blue knotted handkerchief, apparently containing some
heavy objects, and repassed Mainwaring.
"What! have you cut it, Richelieu, with your valuables? What have you
got there?"
"Specimins," said Richelieu, shortly, and vanished.
He returned presently. "Well, Cardinal, did you see anybody?" asked
Mainwaring.
"Mrs. Bradley; but Jim's over to the mill. I'm goin' there."
"Did you see Miss Macy?" continued Mainwaring, carelessly.
"Loo?"
"Loo!--well; yes."
"No. She's philanderin' with Captain Greyson."
"Philandering with Greyson?" echoed Mainwaring, in wonder.
"Yes; on horseback on the ridge."
"You mean she's riding out with Mr.--with Captain Greyson?"
"Yes; ridin' AND philanderin'," persisted Richelieu.
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