have never been to a
wedding.'

'Will you ask me, too?' asked True.

'Yes, I will. I want to have it very soon, and here in London; but
Lady Isobel wants to wait a little. If you persuade her to let me have
my way, Bobby, I'll give you seven slices of our wedding cake--one to
be taken every day for a week!'

'When shall I see her?'

'I'll bring her to see you to-morrow.'

'How did you find us out?'

'I got your address from your aunt. Any more questions?'

'Do you know Margot?'

'I have not that pleasure.'

Bobby looked at True apprehensively, and True said hastily:

'He's afraid Margot will come in and find you here. She'll be coming
in with our tea soon, and she said Miss Robsart was a burglar. Margot
thinks everybody is a burglar in London!'

Mr. Egerton got up from his chair, and pretended to be seized with a
fit of trembling.

'Can you hide me anywhere? I'm so frightened of her. Tell me if you
hear her coming.'

'Oh, let's hide him, True! It will be such fun. I hear her thumping
downstairs. Oh, where shall we put him?'

True looked wildly round the room.

'There are no big cupboards. Under the table, quick! Quick, or she'll
see you!'

'I'm afraid I couldn't crumple up small enough,' said Mr. Egerton,
looking at his long legs and the small round table in front of him.

'Behind the door!' cried Bobby. 'Oh, make haste; she's coming!'

When Margot came into the room three minutes later she said:

'What a noise you children have been making. I thought you must have
someone with you; it sounded like a man's voice.'

Bobby's cheeks were scarlet. True began to laugh nervously.

'Give us something very nice for tea, Margot, in case a visitor comes
to see us,' she said.

'Why, who would come, you silly children, a wet day like this?'

Margot was producing a white cloth from the chiffonier drawer, and
taking out cups and saucers from the cupboard below it.

'And you'll have no visitors whilst your father is away, you may be
pretty sure,' Margot continued. 'Give me London for loneliness, I say.'

She went out of the room and down to the kitchen. Bobby and True burst
into peals of happy childish laughter.

'You are a good hider; she never saw you.'

'No,' said Mr. Egerton, coming out from behind the door and sitting
down in the easy-chair; 'I know how to keep quiet when I'm hiding, but
I can't keep it up for long. She'll get you some cake for tea if she
sees me, so I won't h