"Afraid ?" "Of your grandfather," she said, with a derisive smile.

"If he caught you sending anything to me--or to the lady of the meadow--" she paused eloquently.
Piers looked grim.

"Of course I shall send you a fan if you'll accept it." "How nice of you!" said Ina.

"Wouldn't you like to send something for her in the same parcel?
I'll deliver it for you--if you'll tell me the lady's address." Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she made the suggestion.

Piers frowned yet a moment longer, then laughed back with abrupt friendliness.
"Thanks awfully! But I won't trouble you.