"That is what my grandfather seems to think."
"He told me last night that he considers her a singularly well-informed
woman."
"For well-informed read artful," exclaimed the girl bitterly. "Have you
forgotten what I said to you in the canal? When we began our voyage
Mrs. Haxton and the Baron were as good as engaged. Now they have
reached some agreement which permits Mrs. Haxton to fly for higher
matrimonial game than a penniless adventurer."
"Do you really think that?"
Royson had grown suddenly serious. He half turned in the saddle so as
to seek the added inspiration of Irene's expression, but she kept her
eyes studiously averted, and the broad-brimmed pith hat she wore helped
to conceal her face. But she answered readily.
"I am quite certain of it. How else could I discuss it with you?"
"The view I take is that she merely wishes to give von Kerber every
chance. So long as Mr. Fenshawe remains interested--beguiled, if you
like--she switches his thoughts away from the object of our journey.
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