She was relieved when Billy's next words showed that she had not divined it.
"I told you, didn't I?
He's coming up this afternoon.

He can't get here till five, though; but he's so interested! He's about as crazy over the thing as I am.

And it's going to be fine, Aunt Hannah, when it's done.
You just wait and see!" she finished gayly, as she tripped from the room.
Left to herself, Aunt Hannah drew a long breath.
"I'm glad she didn't suspect," she was thinking.

"I believe she'd consider even the _question_ disloyal to Bertram--dear child! And of course Mary"-- Aunt Hannah corrected herself with cheeks aflame--"I mean Mr.Arkwright does--know." It was just here, however, that Aunt Hannah was mistaken.

Mr.Arkwright did not--know.