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Fitzroy, driver of a Mercury car, Number X L 4000?" "Yes," said he, prepared now to see his name and description blazoned across the west front of the cathedral. "You are wanted on the telephone. Miss Vanrenen wishes you to ring her up." After a soul-chastening delay he heard Cynthia's voice: "That you, Mr. Fitzroy?" "Yes."
Vanrenen will say when his daughter and I tell him of your magnificent behavior." He reddened and tried to smile, though wishing most heartily that these heroics, if unavoidable, had been kept for some other time and place. He could not believe that Cynthia had exalted a not very serious incident into a "rescue," yet she might be vexed if he cheapened his own services.
I have some few postcards to dispatch, and Count Marigny has kindly promised to run slowly up the hill until we overtake him." "Yes, you ought to have waited in the yard of the inn for orders," said the ever-smiling Marigny. "My car can hardly pass yours in this narrow road. Back a bit to one side, there's a good fellow, and, when we have gone, pull up to the door. Come, Miss Vanrenen.
The arrangement was that to-day's spin should be a short one to Brighton. I was to take the ladies to Epsom in time for the Derby, and then we were to run quietly to the Metropole. Miss Vanrenen made such a point of seeing the race that she will be horribly disappointed. There is an American horse entered " "By gad, another gambler!" Simmonds laughed grimly.
Vanrenen " "That doesn't cut any ice I mean there would be no ill effect for Simmonds," explained Cynthia hurriedly. "Father will meet us in London at the end of our run, and Simmonds could come to us then." The steel-gray eyes narrowed. Their owner was compelled to decide quickly. As opposition was useless, she laughed, with the careless ease of one who was in no way concerned.
Medenham learnt from the hall-porter that a motor-car had reached Bristol from London about five o'clock. The driver, who was alone, had asked for Miss Vanrenen, and was told that she was expected but had not yet arrived, whereupon he went off, saying that he would call after dinner.
In its way, the compliment was graceful and well meant, but the utter absurdity of his position was now thrust upon him with overwhelming force. "I am very much obliged to you, Miss Vanrenen," he said, venturing to look once more into those alluring eyes, so shy, so daring, so divinely wise and childishly candid.
"They are sending out a search party," he said. "I must go and stop them. You run on to the hotel, Miss Vanrenen. Good-night! I shall give you an extra hour to-morrow." She hesitated the fraction of a second. Then she extended a hand. "Good-night," she murmured. "After all, I have had a real lovely time."
Medenham resolved to end this farce of pretense, else he would not be answerable for the manner of his speech. "I mean to find Miss Vanrenen," he said. "Pray let that suffice for the hour. Any further explanation you may require can be given at Bristol and in her presence." Mrs. Devar began to sob. He heard her, and of all things that he hated it was to become the cause of a woman's tears.
"Then," said Cynthia, with what she felt to be a thoroughly self-possessed air, "please ask my chauffeur if he would like another cup of tea, and tell him to house the car and have our boxes sent in, as we shall stay here till half-past eight to-morrow morning." Mrs. Devar's letter to Peter Vanrenen forthwith entered the category of things that must be done at the earliest opportunity.
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