I took a furtive glance at Robin's inscrutable countenance.

"I--_wonder_!" I said to myself.

"What, dear?" said Kitty.

"Nothing. I must carry this young ruffian up to bed, I suppose."

Curiosity has been most unfairly ear-marked as the exclusive monopoly of

the female sex. But as I stumbled upstairs that night, bearing in my

arms the limp but stertorous carcase of my esteemed relative by

marriage, I could not help wondering (despite my efforts to put away

from me a matter which I had decided was not my business) exactly what

Robin _had_ said to Dolly behind that locked door.

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