“I’m sure,” said Audrey, “Bo-Peep would never have——”
Christopher rose to his feet and knocked out his pipe.
“Who’s talkin’ about Bo-Peep?” he said contemptuously. “The lady I saw
was H.M. The Queen of Hearts.”
* * * * *
At five minutes to ten the next morning Audrey was leaning against the
Manor House gates. These were of wrought iron and great beauty.