To have explained the rest
would have been impossible, at least to anyone who did not know the
whole of Hilda's history.
"And what are you both going to do when you get to India?"
"Really, Lady Meadowcroft," I said, severely, "I have not asked Miss
Wade what she is going to do. If you inquire of her point-blank, as you
have inquired of me, I dare say she will tell you. For myself, I am just
a globe-trotter, amusing myself. I only want to have a look round at
India."
"Then you are not going out to take an appointment?"
"By George, Emmie," the burly Yorkshireman put in, with an air of
annoyance, "you are cross-questioning Dr. Cumberledge; nowt less than
cross-questioning him!"
I waited a second. "No," I answered, slowly. "I have not been practising
of late. I am looking about me. I travel for enjoyment."
That made her think better of me. She was of the kind, indeed, who think
better of a man if they believe him to be idle.
She dawdled about all day on deck chairs, herself seldom even reading;
and she was eager now to drag Hilda into conversation. Hilda resisted;
she had found a volume in the library which immensely interested her.
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