is that?" demanded Jimmy.

"With her aunts at Sandbay!"

"By the bye," he said, "can you tell me their name?"

"Now--let me see!" answered Carrissima, reflecting for an instant. "Oh
yes--Dobson. I feel certain that is right. It sounds quite ordinary,
doesn't it?"

Jimmy Clynesworth had gone to bed the previous night, but not to sleep
very early, with the fixed determination to stand clear of Bridget for
the future. He felt, indeed, too distrustful of himself to re-approach
her and yet remain loyal to his old friend Colonel Faversham.

When, however, he went into his own den to smoke an after-breakfast
pipe, the first thing his eyes rested upon was a copy of one of David
Rosser's novels. It obviously ought to be returned! He knew that
Bridget valued her complete collection of her father's works. Of
course nothing would have been easier than to send it by his man, or,
for that matter, by the parcel post.

But Jimmy determined to take back the book in person; he would not
enter the house, he would leave it at the door and just ask Miller how
Bridget was this morning! At the back of his mind probably was some
subconscious, unrecognized desire to seize any chance of seeing her
once more if only for a moment, but on reaching the house he heard a
repetition of the story with which Miller had overwhelmed Colonel
Faversham.

For the instant Jimmy also was almost overwhelmed, but by vastly
different sensations. He had no suspicion that Bridget intended to
break off her engagement until the moment when Miller told him of the
colonel's recent visit. Then Jimmy reached the truth by a leap.
Bridget had gone away to escape from her elderly _fiance_! At the time
Jimmy believed that her announcement yesterday morning was prompted by
a sense of duty--a little belated, no doubt.

She saw how it was with him, but having already plighted her troth she
felt compelled to issue that unexpected warning. Now, however, Jimmy
saw her conduct in another light. She had made up her mind to have
done with Colonel Faversham at all costs! Lacking the courage to tell
him so to his face, she had opened her heart to the man whom she loved
and on whose love she counted.

From Bridget's point of view, Jimmy saw that he had failed her at the
pinch. Still, she had acted for herself, not, perhaps, in the most
desirable manner! Still, she must have made her bid for freedom, and
now it came to the point, this seemed to be all that Jimm