CHAPTER II.
HILARY VANCE FINDS A CONFIDANTE That afternoon, when Pollyooly was helping him pack his portmanteau for his journey to Buda-Pesth, the Honourable John Ruffin told her of the arrangement he had made with Hilary Vance, that she and the Lump should spend the time till his return at the studio at Chelsea.
Pollyooly's face brightened; and there was something of the joy which warriors feel in foemen worthy of their steel in the tone in which she said: "Thank you, sir.

I shall like that.

It will be a change for the Lump; and I've always wanted to know what that studio would look like if once it were properly cleaned.

That Mrs.Thomas who works for Mr.Vance does let it get so dirty." "Yes; I told Mr.Vance that I was sure that you'd get the place really clean for him," said the Honourable John Ruffin with a chuckle.
"Oh, yes; I will," said Pollyooly firmly.
The Honourable John Ruffin chuckled again, and said: "Mr.Vance is going to have the spring cleaning of a lifetime." "Yes, sir.

It's not quite summer-time yet," said Pollyooly.
The next morning before taking the train to Buda-Pesth, he despatched her, the Lump, and the brown tin box which contained their clothes, to Chelsea in a taxicab.