All I could do was to carry it off as coolly as possible to save Carette annoyance, and to affect a lightness and joviality which were really not in me.
And some of these meetings were full of surprise for Carette, but mostly they only confirmed her expectations.

For girls have sharp eyes in such matters and generally know how things are going, and I have no doubt she and Aunt Jeanne talked them over together.

And there was not much went on in Sercq without Aunt Jeanne knowing all about it.
And so it would be-- "Who is this, then?
Elie Guerin and--ma fe--Judith Drillot! Now that's odd, for I always thought--" "Perhaps they're Only pretending," I murmured, and Carette kicked her little heels into Gray Robin's ribs so hard that she nearly fell off at his astonished jump.
"B'jou, Judi! B'jou, Elie! Good luck to you!" she cried, as they drew rein alongside, their faces radiant with smiles both for themselves and for us.
"Now, mon Gyu, but I am glad to see you again, Phil Carre, and to see you two together!" said Elie, with the overflowing heartiness of a fully-satisfied man.
"Oh, we're only just taking a ride to see how other folks are getting on," I said.

"Carette exchanges me for Monsieur Torode later on.

You see I only got home last night and he had asked her already." "Mon Gyu!" gasped Judi, and we waved our hands and rode on, leaving them gaping.
Then it would be-- "Mon Gyu! _That's_ all right! Here are Charles Hamon and Nancy Godfray come together at last.