She went to the window, however, and she said: "Here's Fabian.

You'll be glad of that.

You'll want to say good-bye to him and Sibyl." She ran from him to the front door.

"Fabian--Fabian, here's a bad boy who wants to tell you things he won't tell me." With these words she went into the garden.
"I don't think he'll tell me," came Fabian's voice.

"Why should he ?" A moment afterwards the two men met.
"Well, what's the trouble, Carnac ?" asked Fabian in a somewhat challenging voice.
"I'm going away." "Oh--for how long ?" Fabian asked quizzically.