With Katty he was becoming daily more intimate. Laura's cold aloofness made him seek, instinctively, a kinder, warmer, and yes, occasionally, a tenderer feminine presence. For the first time, lately, Godfrey had begun to tell himself that Katty would have made an almost perfect wife.... And Katty could have told you almost the exact moment when that thought had first flashed upon Godfrey Pavely's brain. But she also knew that so far he was content, most irritatingly content, with the _status quo_. Not so she----And one evening Katty tried an experiment which was on the whole remarkably successful, though its effects were strangely different from what she had expected. While dining alone with Godfrey and Laura at The Chase, she startled her host and hostess by throwing out a careless word as to the possibility of her leaving Rosedean--of letting the house furnished, for a year.... Laura was astonished to see how much this casual remark of Katty's upset Godfrey. He uttered an exclamation of deep surprise and annoyance, and his wife told herself bitterly how strange it was that Godfrey, feeling so strongly about Katty, should not understand how she, Laura, felt about Gillie. After all, Gillie was her own brother, and Katty was not Godfrey's sister--only an old playmate and friend! Godfrey was, in very truth, much more than upset at those few careless words of his old friend--playmate, in the sense that Laura meant, she had never been. So disturbed and taken aback indeed that he lay awake much of that night. The next morning he broke his walk into Pewsbury by going into Rosedean, this being the very first time he had ever done such a thing. He was kept waiting a few moments--as a matter of fact only a very few moments--in the familiar little drawing-room, before Katty, wearing a charming, pale blue dressing-gown, edged with swansdown, joined him. As was her way, she began speaking at once. "Why, what's the matter?" she exclaimed. "Has anything gone wrong, Godfrey?" He answered irritably, "No, not that I know of. But I've something to say to you." He pulled out his big, old-fashioned gold repeater. "It's twenty to ten--I thought I'd find you down!" "I always breakfast upstairs in my own room. But I didn't keep you waiting long----" She was still a little breathless, for she had come down very quickly. And then he began, with no preamble: "I want to know if you really meant what you said last night about letting this house furnished for a year? I'm by no means sure if the terms of your lease allow for your doing that; I shall have to look into it after I get to the Bank. Still, I thought I'd better come and see you first." Katty grew very pink. "Oh, Godfrey!" she exclaimed. "Surely you wouldn't be so unkind----?"