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When the spring separation came, Miss De Voe was
really quite hopeful.
"I think things have gone very well. Now, Mr. Stirling has promised to
spend a week with me at Newport. I shall have Dorothy there at the same
time," she told Mrs. Ogden.
Lispenard, who was present, laughed as usual. "So you are tired of your
new plaything already?"
"What do you mean?"
"Arn't you marrying him so as to get rid of his calls and his
escortage?"
"Of course not. We shall go on just the same."
"Bully for you, Ma. Does Dr. Brown know it?"
Miss De Voe flushed angrily, and put an end to her call.
"What a foolish fellow Lispenard is!" she remarked unconsciously to
Wellington at the carriage door.
"Beg pardon, mum?" said Wellington, blank wonderment filling his face.
"Home, Wellington," said Miss De Voe crossly.
Peter took his week at Newport on his way back from his regular August
visit to his mother. Miss De Voe had told him casually that Dorothy
would be there, and Dorothy was there.


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