She was dressed very prettily, and seemed aware of it.
'We went to hear the new opera at the Savoy last night,' she said to Miss Barfoot, with a smile of remembered enjoyment.
'Did you?
Miss Nunn and I were there.' Everard gazed at his cousin with humorous incredulity.
'Is it possible ?' he exclaimed.

'You were at the Savoy ?' 'Where is the impossibility?
Why shouldn't Miss Nunn and I go to the theatre ?' 'I appeal to Mrs.Widdowson.She also was astonished.' 'Yes, indeed I was, Miss Barfoot!' exclaimed the younger lady, with a merry little laugh.

'I hesitated before speaking of such a frivolous entertainment.' Lowering her voice, and casting a smile in Rhoda's direction, Miss Barfoot replied,-- 'I have to make a concession occasionally on Miss Nunn's account.

It would be unkind never to allow her a little recreation.' The two at a distance were talking earnestly, with grave countenances.
In a few moments they rose, and the visitor came towards Miss Barfoot to take her leave.

Thereupon Everard crossed to Miss Nunn.
'Is there anything very good in the new Gilbert and Sullivan opera ?' he asked.
'Many good things.