CHAPTER XII
A BOMBSHELL
"GOOD morning, Miss Brent."
Patricia was surprised at the graciousness of Mrs. Bonsor's salutation, particularly after the episode of the Zoo on the previous afternoon.
"Good morning," she responded, and made to go upstairs to take off her hat and coat.
"I congratulate you," proceeded Mrs. Bonsor in honeyed tones; "but I'm just a little hurt that you did not confide in me." Mrs. Bonsor's tone was that of a trusted friend of many years' standing.
"Confide!" repeated Patricia in a matter-of-fact tone. "Confide what, Mrs. Bonsor?"
"Your engagement to Lord Peter Bowen. Such a surprise. You're a very lucky girl. I hope you'll bring Lord Peter to call."
Patricia listened mechanically to Mrs. Bonsor's inanities. Suddenly she realised their import. What had happened? How did she know? Had Mr. Triggs told her?
"How did you know?" Patricia enquired.
"Haven't you seen The Morning Post?" enquired Mrs. Bonsor.
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