As I did so, two ladies came out of the lodge; one, a handsome dark-eyed
girl, a casual acquaintance of mine, came eagerly to my side.
"Now, Miss Morgan, I call this provoking; what right have you to go
away, just when I want to know you!"
"What do you mean?" I asked, bluntly.
"You are going away from Tynycymmer?"
"Indeed we are not," I said.
"Well, but my mother heard it from--oh! I forgot," blushing deeply and
looking confused. "I was not to say. Of course it is not the case, or
you would know--just idle gossip; I am sorry I mentioned it, but so glad
you are not going."
"Good-night," I said, holding out my hand.