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"Well, mother," said Evelyn Headfort, one morning, a fortnight or so after the return of the two wanderers to Greenleaves, "I hope you are satisfied _now_ that it was not my fancy about Mr Gresham? I have not said anything hitherto about it. I thought I would wait till you could judge for yourself; but I am sure you have had time to hear everything Phil has to tell by this."
"But," began Mrs Raynsworth, "if there were anything of that kind to tell, Philippa would be more likely to tell nothing."