Mrs. Fisher said nothing at the moment; but presently in the drawing-room, when they were gathered round the wood fire--she had discovered there was no fireplace in her own sitting-room, and therefore she would after all be forced, so long as the evenings remained cool, to spend them in the other room--presently, while Francesca was handing coffee round and Lady Caroline was poisoning the air with smoke, Mrs. Wilkins, looking relieved and pleased, said: "Well, if nobody really wants that room, and wouldn't use it anyhow, I shall be very glad if Mellersh may have it."
"Of course he must have it," said Lady Caroline.
Then Mrs. Fisher spoke.
"I have a friend," she said in her deep voice; and sudden silence fell upon the others.
"Kate Lumley," said Mrs. Fisher.
Nobody spoke.
"Perhaps," continued Mrs. Fisher, addressing Lady Caroline, "you know her?"
No, Lady Caroline did not know Kate Lumley; and Mrs. Fisher, without asking the others if they did, for she was sure they knew no one, proceeded. "I wish to invite her to join me," said Mrs. Fisher.
Complete silence.
Then Scrap said, turning to Mrs. Wilkins, "That settles Mellersh, then."
"It settles the question of Mr. Wilkins," said Mrs. Fisher, "although I am unable to understand that there should ever have been a question, in the only way that is right."
"I'm afraid you're in for it, then," said Lady Caroline, again to Mrs. Wilkins. "Unless," she added, "he can't come."
But Mrs. Wilkins, her brow perturbed--for suppose after all she were not yet quite stable in heaven?--could only say, a little uneasily, "I see him here."