"It's all very well to be so cocksure," she said, "but if Annie was to guess, or Miriam Levey or any of them, it would be all U P, I can tell you! Or Evie Soames either! I only told you because you're different and can hold your tongue! The tongue is a little member, so the best thing people can do is to shut up, you take my tip! And _I_ broke it off, mind you! There's as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, without girls making themselves cheap, and if he ever wants to know I'll tell him straight--no drunks and black eyes for me! Not that I don't forgive my enemies; I'm as good at that as the next one; but when I'm engaged again it'll be to somebody who's TT absolutely, though he does clean the knives!" Then, dropping her voice again, she said equably: "Good-bye, dear--you will come again, won't you? I sha'n't be going for a fortnight--the rooms aren't at liberty yet--there isn't a sea view, but it isn't a minute from the Ramsgate tram--you must come and stay with me----" Louie left her. Downstairs in the hall she had a few words with Kitty's cousin. She asked when the engagement with Mr. Jeffries had been broken off, and was told a year ago. Part of the time since then Kitty had spent with another cousin, Alf Windus, who lived in Kilburn and played the first fiddle at the Metropolitan in Edgware Road; part she had spent at Alf's sister-in-law's at Wealdstone; and for the rest of the time she had been at the Hickleys'. She was only a little flighty at times, and Mrs. Hickley was too busy, what with breakfasts at different hours and some liking one thing and some another, to pay much attention to her. She would have taken her for nothing if she could, but life was a struggle and business was business, and Mrs. Hickley had been lucky enough to let her room for the time she would be away at Margate. If Kitty really had anything to keep from her cousin, apparently (Louie concluded) she had kept it. Probably Kitty's condition (Mrs. Hickley added) was a result of the shock of Archie Merridew's suicide, coinciding with her rupture with Mr. Jeffries. Beyond that Mrs. Hickley minded her own business--plenty, too,---- "Thank you for coming," she said, opening the door for Louie. "I shall come again if I may," Louie replied. Already she knew that she would go again--must go again--though it was only when she had left the house behind her that she began to ask herself why. Then followed another dialogue. The critical Louie began it. "Well, what did I tell you? His engagement's off, and he's getting on in his business. I'm right so far, eh?" "Too right," the other Louie muttered. "Let it rest." "Will it let you rest--that's the question! Well, what do you want next--his engagement to Evie Soames?" "I don't want anything. I've got my boy and my living to earn. That fills my life." "Then why are you going to see Kitty again? Come, don't shirk it. You know why you're going. You're going to----" "I'm not!"