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Lady Angela, who had just descended the stairs, was standing there, pale and unsubstantial as a shadow, and it seemed to me that her eyes, as she looked across at me, were full of trouble. She came slowly towards us. Blenavon laid his hand upon her arm. "Angela," he said, "Mr. Ducaine will not accept my word. I can make no impression upon him. Perhaps he will the more readily believe yours."
Ducaine, I believe that if Blenavon is really concerned in this, it is entirely through her influence." "Very likely," I answered. "I have heard strange things about her. She is a dangerous woman." We were both silent for a moment. Then Lady Angela, whose eyes were fixed seawards, suddenly turned to me. "Oh," she cried, "I am weary of all these bothers and problems and anxieties.
As you know, I may not discuss any subject connected with my work." "Quite so! I only want to know whether your secretarial duties begin and end with your work on the Council of Defence, or are you at all in my father's confidence as regards his private affairs?" "I am temporary secretary to the Council of Defence only, Lord Blenavon," I answered.
"Have you a spare bedroom, Ducaine?" "One or two," I answered. "They are not all furnished, but one at any rate is decent." "Will you put me up for a day perhaps two?" "Of course," I answered, "but " He answered my unspoken question. "The Duke has turned me out," he said grimly. "Who would have suspected the old man of such folly? He believes in Blenavon.
As for the rest, I look upon it as the most extraordinary mare's nest which the mind of man could possibly conceive. Do you mean to tell me, Mr. Ducaine, that Colonel Ray went so far as to charge Blenavon to his face with being in league with this person?" "He certainly did, sir." "And Blenavon? Oh, Ray is mad, stark mad!" "Your son denied it, sir," I answered. "Denied it! Of course he did.
"I'm not going to be bundled away and leave you to concoct any precious story you think fit," Blenavon declared, doggedly. Ray opened the carriage door and gripped Blenavon's arm. "Get in," he said in a low, suppressed tone. There was something almost animal in the fury of Ray's voice. I looked away with a shudder. Blenavon stepped quietly into the carriage.
Ducaine, then," he said at last, "that you decline to apologize to the Prince?" "I have nothing to apologize for," I answered calmly. "The Prince was attempting to obtain information in an illicit manner by the perusal of papers which were in my charge." Blenavon rose slowly to his feet. His eyes were fixed upon the opposite corner of the hall.
He frowned heavily. "If this absurd story is true," he said, "and the Duke has really sent to ask news of Blenavon from you well, he is a bigger fool than I took him for. But there remains something else to be explained. What are those papers?" My father laid his trembling hands upon them. "They have nothing to do with you," he explained; "nothing at all!
"If I go alone you will be an exile from England for the rest of your life, your name will be removed from every club to which you belong, and you will have brought irreparable disgrace upon your family. The choice is yours." Blenavon turned towards the woman as though for aid. But she stood with her back to him, pale and with a thin scornful smile upon her lips.
"There is nothing like it anywhere else." We stood there in silence for several long minutes. Then she turned to me with a little sigh. "I am content," she said. "Will you come up and dine with us to-night? Blenavon will be there, you know." I hesitated. "I am afraid it is rather a bother to you to leave your work," she continued, "but I am not offering you idle hospitality.
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