"I naturally thought you were."
"Not a bit of it," said Jimmy. "Bridget--Miss Rosser!"
"Rosser--Rosser," murmured Sybil, taxing her memory. "I fancy there
used to be some people named Rosser at Crowborough when I stayed with
Colonel Faversham so many years ago."
"You must go and see her to-morrow," urged Jimmy. "The address is
Number 5, Golfney Place. There's the woman I should like to marry,"
added Jimmy, causing Sybil to jump out of her chair.
She pleaded tentatively, however, that she could not go the following
afternoon, for the simple reason that she expected a visit from
Carrissima, whose arrival she now eagerly awaited.
"My dear," she said, pecking at her visitor's cheeks, as she clung to
her hand, "I've been positively longing to see you. How very well you
are looking! Now pray sit down and tell me all about this Miss Rosser."
"So Jimmy has already been singing her praises," suggested Carrissima.
"Oh dear, he simply took my breath away," said Sybil. "You would never
believe it! He actually told me he should like to marry her! Did ever
you hear such a thing?"
"He never loved who loved not at first sight," cried Carrissima, with a
laugh.
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