They were now all walking forward in the sun and
as the little Corona and Capricornus became speedily intent upon the
wonders of this central district, Lady Enid and the Prophet were able to
have a quiet word or two together.
"I came to tell you," she said, "that Mrs. Vane Bridgeman will expect
you to-night at--"
"I am engaged at eleven," cried the Prophet, in despair at the
imposition of this fresh burden upon his weary shoulders.
"I know. To the Lord Chancellor, but--"
"No. I have an engagement which I dare not break, at home."
"Really!"
She gazed at him with her large, handsome grey eyes, and added,--
"I do believe you're silly enough to live your double life at home
sometimes. How splendid!"
"No, no! I assure you--"
"Of course you do! You dear foolish thing! You're ever so much sillier
than I am. You're my master."
"No, indeed, no, no!"
"But you can go to Mrs. Bridgeman's for an hour easily. She expects you
and I've promised that you will go."
"It's very kind of you, but really--"
"So that's settled. You'll meet me there, but don't forget I'm Miss
Minerva Partridge. The address is Zoological House, Regent's Park, that
big house in a garden just outside the Zoo.
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