Take them in to Mr.Lessingham, and for heaven's sake see that he hurries! Henry's train is due, and he may be here at any moment." "I'll tell him," Helen promised.

"I'll smuggle him out of the back way, if you like." Philippa laughed a little drearily.
"A nice start that would be, if any one ever traced his arrival!" she observed.

"No, we must try and get him away before Henry comes, but, if the worst comes to the worst, we'll have him in and introduce him.

Henry isn't likely to notice anything," she added, a little bitterly.
Helen disappeared with the clothes and returned almost immediately, Philippa was sitting in her old position by the fire.
"You're not worrying about this, dear, are you ?" the former asked anxiously.
"I don't know," Philippa replied, without turning her head.

"I don't know what may come of it, Helen.