Still Miss Vyvyan continued her endeavor to milk, unharmed either by cut or thrust.
One morning he called Vyvyan into his study before starting.
Vyvyan received his cong with protestations of astonishment and regret at having unwittingly offended Mrs. Strachey.
"We met the same destiny," said Anna, and then she told in a few words whence she had sailed, and that her name was Vyvyan.
"We did," replied Mrs. Carleton, looking in the direction of Miss Vyvyan, who with the child stood near them.
