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My hand trembled so I made a blot, and had to tear that sheet up; then I wrote another. Just a little word. I was frightened; I couldn't say loving things in a letter; I had not even spoken many to him yet. "I loved your note," I began; "and I think Lady Merrenden is quite right. I will be here at twelve, and very pleased to see you."
Lord Merrenden talked about politics and the questions of the day. He has a courteous manner, and all their voices are soft and refined. And nothing could have been more smooth and silent than the service. The luncheon was very simple and very good, but not half the number of rich dishes like at Branches, or Lady Ver's.
I forgot to say a note came from Christopher by this morning's post it made me laugh when I read it, then it went out of my head; but when Lady Merrenden returned for me, and we were more or less sane again Robert and I I thought of it; so apparently did he. "Did you by chance hear from Christopher, whether he got your note last night or no?" he said.
There was only one bowl of violets on the table, but the bowl was gold, and a beautiful shape, and the violets nearly as big as pansies. My eyes wandered to the pictures Gainsborough's and Reynolds's and Romney's of stately men and women. "You met my other nephew, Lord Robert, did you not?" Lady Merrenden said, presently. "He told me he had gone to Branches, where I believe you lived."
I had never been down to the little square where it is before, but, of course, every one can see its splendid frontage from St. James's Park, though I had never realized it was Vavasour House. "Good luck!" whispered Lady Merrenden as Robert got out, and then we drove on.
He is a great sufferer, poor fellow, and numbers of faces worry him at times " I said I was delighted to see her alone. No look more kind could be expressed in a human countenance than is expressed in hers. She has the same exceptional appearance of breeding that Lord Robert has tiny ears and wrists and head; even dressed as a char-woman Lady Merrenden would look like a great lady.
The duke, during this conversation and from the beginning mention of Lord Robert's name, never took his eyes off my face it was very disconcerting; his look was clearer now, and it was certainly disapproving. We had coffee up-stairs, out of such exquisite Dresden cups, and then Lord Merrenden showed me some miniatures.
Lady Merrenden continues her sweet kindness to us, and her tact is beyond words, and now I often do what I used to wish to that is, touch Robert's eyelashes with the tips of my fingers. It is perfectly lovely. Oh, what in the world is the good of anything else in life but being frantically in love as we are!
I did not like to say I was ignorant of where he lived. "His Lordship is at Vavasour House, madam," he said, respectfully, but with the faintest shade of surprise that I should not know. "His lordship dines at home this evening with his grace." I scribbled a note to Lady Merrenden. I would be delighted to see her in the morning at whatever time suited her.
"I love you with my, heart and soul, and pray to God we shall never say good-bye." When I got back to Claridge's, for the first time in my life I felt a little faint. Lady Merrenden had driven me back herself, and left me with every assurance of her devotion and affection for us. I had said good-bye to Robert for the day at Carlton House Terrace.
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