That's quite long enough for Tony to get into
trouble"--ruefully. "Lady Susan says he plays a lot in her nephew's
set--that's the Brett Forrester Tony sometimes speaks of as such a fine
bridge player."
"I've heard of Forrester from other people," observed Robin. "He's got the
reputation of being one of the most dare-devil gamblers in London--in every
shape and form. Cards, horses, roulette--anything you like as long as it's
got the element of chance in it."
Ann's brows drew together.
"That may be all right for Mr. Forrester. As Lady Susan says, he can afford
to throw money away if he chooses. Tony can't, you know. Sir Philip's
pretty strict over his allowance."
"I'm rather anxious to meet your Lady Susan," said Robin. "It was very
decent of her to let you leave her almost at once like that."
"Lady Susan always _would_ do the decent thing, I think," returned Ann,
smiling. "The other thing doesn't seem to occur to her. You'll meet her
before long, as she comes straight home from Paris. Isn't it strange that
you should get this berth and that we should come to live quite close to
her?"
"'M. Rather a coincidence." Robin, occupied in restraining a sudden
tendency on the part of the pony to frolic a little as they neared home,
replied somewhat abstractedly.
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