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Almost immediately Lady Etynge came in and greeted them, with a sort of gentle delight. She drew Robin down on to a sofa beside her and took her hand and gave it a light pat which was a caress.
Robin was eager in secret and hoped Lady Etynge would not forget to remind them of her invitation. She did not forget. One afternoon they had not seen her for several days and had not really expected to meet her, because they took their walk later than usual they found her just rising from her seat to go home as they appeared.
Perhaps even her own growing panic was not so appalling as a sudden rushing memory of Lady Etynge, which, at this moment, overthrew her. Lady Etynge! Lady Etynge! She saw her gentle face and almost affectionately watching eyes. She heard her voice as she spoke of Helene; she felt the light pat which was a caress. "No! No!" she gasped it, because her breath had almost left her. "No! No!
Robin saw, and she was momentarily struck by its being one of those she sometimes objected to. Otherwise his manner was without flaw. He had only come to announce to his mistress the arrival of a caller. When Lady Etynge took the card from the salver, her expression changed. She even looked slightly disturbed. "Oh, I am sorry," she murmured, "I must see her," lifting her eyes to Robin.
It be well for them to meet by accident several times." Later he aid to her: "When Lady Etynge invites her to go to her house, you will, of course, go with her. You will not stay. Lady Etynge will tell you what to do." In words, he did not involve himself by giving any hint of his intentions. So far as expression went, he might have had none, whatever.
For the berd is tokene of a man, and zifte of oure Lord. And thei seye, that wee synne dedly, in etynge of bestes, that weren forboden in the Old Testament, and of the olde lawe; as swyn, hares, and othere bestes, that chewen not here code.
Robin thought she might have the good fortune to please her. She was to go to Lady Etynge's house to tea sine afternoon and be shown the rooms prepared for Helene. She thought the mother charming." "Did she mention the address?" Coombe asked at once. "The house was in Berford Place-a large house at a corner. She chanced to see Lady Etynge go into it one day or we should not have known.
"And it is such GOOD fortune! Thank you, thank you, Lady Etynge." The flush of her joy and relief had not died out before the footman, who had opened the door, appeared on the threshold. He was a handsome young fellow, whose eyes were not as professionally impassive as his face. A footman had no right to dart a swift side look at one as people did in the street. He did dart such a glance.
Then, remembering the subservient humility of the Fraulein's mind, she wondered if it could have been possible that she had been too timid to do more than sit waiting in the hall, perhaps afraid to allow the footman to disturb Lady Etynge by asking her where her pupil was. The poor, meek, silly thing.
"Have you remembered that there was something wrong with the latch, William? See if it needs a locksmith." "Very good, my lady." She was gone and Robin stood by the sofa thrilled with happiness and relief. How wonderful it was that, through mere lucky chance, she had gone to watch the children sailing their boats! And that Fraulein Hirsch had seen Lady Etynge!
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