"You're off for Easter to--where is it ?" she continued.
Mrs.Brookenham had received with no flush of betrayal the various discriminations thus conveyed by her visitor, and her only revenge for the moment was to look as sweetly resigned as if she really saw what was in them.

Where were they going for Easter?
She had to think an instant, but she brought it out.

"Oh to Pewbury--we've been engaged so long that I had forgotten.

We go once a year--one does it for Edward." "Ah you spoil him!" smiled the Duchess.

"Who's to be there ?" "Oh the usual thing, I suppose.