"Not--not Bridget?" she exclaimed.
"Yes--Mrs. Jimmy! They have been in London only a couple of days."
"Then you spoke to her?"
"Good gracious!" answered the colonel, "why on earth shouldn't I speak
to her. As a matter of fact there was no getting out of it. She
insisted on speaking to me. She is living in a furnished
flat--Aberdeen Mansion, close to Hyde Park Corner, you know, and she
made me promise that you should pay her a visit as soon as possible. I
don't know whether you will care to go."
"Oh yes," said Carrissima, "I am bound to call sooner or later."
"Well, well, you know best," was the answer. "She thought I was
looking uncommonly well--at least she said so. Goodness knows whether
she meant it. Anyhow, I feel pretty fit!"
Although anything resembling an intimacy with Bridget might be out of
the question, it seemed absolutely necessary to pay Jimmy's wife an
ordinary, complimentary visit. Deep down in Carrissima's mind,
perhaps, was an idea that Bridget might prove capable of an
intervention as auspicious as her previous alarums and excursions had
been unfortunate.
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