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Angelica replied with an intelligent nod and smile. She was altogether charming in these days in spite of her perverseness, and Mr. Kilroy, while groaning inwardly at her irritating tricks, was also touched and flattered by the anxiety she displayed for his comfort and welfare. He hoped to enjoy a quiet cigar and a book after luncheon, but Angelica had another notion in her head.
In future, he determined, he would make more allowance for her youth. Angelica, meanwhile, had collected her dogs and disappeared. But presently she returned, and followed Mr. Kilroy to the library. He was busy writing, and she went and stood in the window, looking idly out at the rain, and drumming absently, as it seemed on the panes with ten strong fingers, till he could bear it no longer.
As he uttered that last sentence, Beth was again aware of something familiar in his appearance, and she felt sure she had heard him make that same remark more than once before but when? but where? "That is Lord Fitzkillingham," he continued, "that tall man who has just come in see, there! shaking hands with Mrs. Kilroy. He looks like a duke, don't you know.
If you have the matter, the manner will come, as handwriting comes to each of us; and it will be as good, too, as you are conscientious, and as beautiful as you are good." Mr. Alfred Cayley Pounce called on Beth continually. He was announced one day when she was sitting at lunch with the Kilroys. "Really I do not think I ought to let you be bored by that man," Mr. Kilroy exclaimed.
"And he was dead," she gasped. Mr. Kilroy seemed bewildered. "I don't understand," he exclaimed. "I told you there was more, and that was it that was all. He was dead," she repeated. Mr. Kilroy drew a deep breath, and leant back in his chair. "I am ashamed to say I feel relieved," he began, as if speaking to himself; "yet I scarcely know what I expected."
"This is the first hint I have had of the loathsome business. My husband talks to me about many things that he had better not have mentioned but about this he has never said a word." "Then he must have suspected that you would disapprove," said Mrs. Kilroy. "Disapprove!" Beth ejaculated. "The whole thing makes me sick. I ought to have been told before I married him.
Kilroy would go with her for a drive. Now, if there were one thing which he disliked more than another it was a stupid drive there and back without an object, but Angelica seemed so uncommonly glad to see him he did not like to refuse.
"I hope you were coming to see us," he said, "for that would show that you don't forget our humble existence. But my wife isn't at home, I am sorry to say. She has just gone to stay with Mrs. Kilroy." Sir George looked keenly at him. "I hope she is quite well," he said formally. "Not too well," Dan answered lugubriously; "and that is why I encouraged her to go.
Kilroy attacked Sir George on some subject which they had previously discussed, and there ensued a little playful war of words. "Oh, you're just a phrase-maker," Mrs. Kilroy exclaimed at last, finding herself worsted; "and phrases prove nothing." "What is a phrase-maker?" he asked with a twinkle.
Kilroy was completely carried away, and declared, as on previous occasions, that she set the whole thing before him so vividly he found it impossible not to believe every word of it. "And what are you going to do now?" he asked with his indulgent smile, when she had told him all that there was to tell at present. "You cannot end it there, you know, it would be such a lame conclusion."
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