Yet how she manages to look like this after six thousand miles of sea and land going is beyond me--and Crozier so rather careless in his ways.

Not what you would call two notes in the same key, she and Crozier," he reflected as he told her she need not trouble about her luggage, and took charge of the checks for it.
"My husband--is--is he quite better now ?" Mrs.Crozier asked with sharp anxiety, as the two-seated "rig" started away with the ladies in the back seat.
"Oh, better, thanks to him," was Kitty's reply, nodding towards the Young Doctor.
"You have told him I was coming ?" "Wasn't it better to have a talk with you first ?" asked Kitty meaningly.
Mrs.Crozier almost nervously twitched the little jet bag she carried, then she looked Kitty in the eyes.
"You will, of course, have reason for thinking so, if you say it," was her enigmatical reply.

"And of course you will tell me.

You did not let him know that you had written to me, or that the doctor had cabled me ?" "Oh, you got his cable ?" questioned Kitty with a little ring of triumph in her voice, meant to reach the ears of the Young Doctor.

It did reach him, and he replied to the question.
"We thought it better not; chiefly because he had in this country planned his life with an exclusiveness, and on a principle which did not, unfortunately, take you into account." The little lady blushed, or flushed.