'No; but my little plan for to-morrow?'
'I have no idea. But I think Gladys would be content to do nothing much to-morrow, perhaps.'
'Alfred,' said Lady Bligh, severely, 'Gladys tells me you have never once had her in the Park! How is that?'
'I—well, the fact is, I'm such a duffer in the very swagger part of the town,' said poor Alfred; 'and I never did know the run of the parks properly.'
'Then you shall drive with Gladys and me, and learn. It is getting near the end of the season, when every day makes a difference. So, not to lose another day, we'll drive in to-morrow. This is my happy thought! I think Gladys will like it—though Garrod won't.'
'You mean he'll say it's too much for his horses? I should think he'll give warning,' said Alfred, encouragingly.
'He may,' said Lady Bligh, with a fine fearlessness which can be properly appraised only by ladies who keep, or once kept, their coachman. 'He may. I defy him!'
