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By the time he had been shown his room and had deposited his bag and returned to the drawing-room it was time for the luncheon-bell. The meeting between Nelly and himself would have seemed to outsiders a cold one. To be sure, it took place under the General's eye. One might have supposed that the General would have absented himself from that lovers' meeting, but as a matter of fact he did not.
"We must talk business now," he said, more cheerfully though it was a sad kind of cheerfulness after all "for we have not much time left. I hear the luncheon-bell already. Shall we finish our talk first? You don't care for luncheon? No more do I. Where had we got to? Only to the initial step that I was going abroad. I have several other things to explain to you."
'I don't think I should like it; besides, I hear there are negotiations going on between my attorneys and some other persons for a fresh tenant. The luncheon-bell rang, and the party went into the dining-room; and whilst they are eating and talking we will examine the new comer. He is decidedly a handsome man. The most fastidious judge of masculine beauty could scarcely deny this fact.
You don't know what a brother he has been to me I hardly think I could have got through my first year at school but for him; and I don't think my sweet Rose could wish to do me such an ill turn as to stir up a feud with such a brother because his wife is provoking." The luncheon-bell began to sound, and she sobbed out, "There then, go down, leave me alone!
Various shapeless masses are carried upstairs and suffered to fall like snow-flakes on the deck, and to lie there in shivering heaps. From these larvae gradually emerge features and voices, the luncheon-bell at last stirs them with the thrill of returning life.
"It's a queer out-of-the-way sort of name I'm not sure I don't rather like it. There's a creeping suggestion of witchery about it, too, which is on the whole attractive." He was looking at her straight in the eyes, for they had both risen, the luncheon-bell having rung.
"Undoubtedly," agreed Sir Reginald. "We may perhaps be able to go over and take a look at it to-morrow, after this matter of the choice of a new king is settled. Meanwhile, there goes the luncheon-bell. After lunch we might give the `palace' an overhaul, and see what we can find of interest there." So it was arranged, and Lobelalatutu then received his dismissal.
You see, she has always been weakly, but there never seemed much amiss to us; and now my father says that he never expects her to make an old woman, and that there is something wrong with her heart, and he is afraid that she may go off in one of these attacks, and that is why he wants Bessie to come home at once." "Yes, I see; it looks very serious. Oh, there is the luncheon-bell.
And perhaps he hardly counts." The old poet gave him a keen glance from his all-knowing eyes. "There is one other person, who apparently doesn't count, either. Well, I think that was the luncheon-bell." On their way to the dining-room he remarked: "That's another reason why I sent for you. Because I hear they've not been particularly kind to you. Don't suppose I'm going to pity you for that."
"Tell me so, Annie." "No, Mr. Bertram. We have not known each other long enough." And now she took her hand from his arm, and let it drop by her side. "Tell me so, dear Annie," he repeated; and he tried to regain her hand. "There is the luncheon-bell; and since Mr. Wilkinson won't go to Mrs. Price, I must do so." "Shall I go?" said he. "Do; I will go down by myself."
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