What I've told you is just what I've found out." Mr.Mudge, who had remained on the bench, looked up at her; she often preferred to be quiet when he proposed to walk, but now that he seemed to wish to sit she had a desire to move.

"But you haven't told me what _he_ has found out." She considered her lover.

"He'd never find _you_, my dear!" Her lover, still on his seat, appealed to her in something of the attitude in which she had last left Captain Everard, but the impression was not the same.

"Then where do I come in ?" "You don't come in at all.

That's just the beauty of it!"-- and with this she turned to mingle with the multitude collected round the band.