So it comes to the same thing." He raised his eyebrows.

"Comes to our not being able to help her ?" "That's the way we SHALL help her." "By looking like fools ?" She threw up her hands.

"She only wants, herself, to look like a bigger! So there we are!" With which she brushed it away--his conformity was promised.

Something, however, still held her; it broke, to her own vision, as a last wave of clearness.

"Moreover NOW," she said, "I see! I mean," she added,--"what you were asking me: how I knew to-day, in Eaton Square, that Maggie's awake." And she had indeed visibly got it.