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"And and I say," he said anxiously. "You didn't mind my talking to you this afternoon, did you, Miss Quentin? I made 'rather free, as the servants say." "No, of course I didn't mind," she replied warmly, her spirits rising a little. He was such a nice boy the sort of boy one could be pals with. "You must come and see me at Brutton Square. Come to tea one day, will you?"

This meant that three times a year, when the schools closed for their regular vacations, a general exodus took place from 24 Brutton Square, and Mrs. Lawrence was happily enabled to go away and visit her friends, leaving the conscientious Miss Bunting to look after the reduced establishment and cater for the one or two remaining boarders who were not released by regular holidays.

The realisation that a year had slipped away since last the trees had worn that tender green amazed her; it seemed almost incredible that twelve whole months had gone by since the day when she had first come to Brutton Square, and she and Bunty had joked together about the ten commandments on the wall.

Diana leaned far out of the open window of her room at Brutton Square, sniffing up the air with its veiled, faint fragrance of spring, and gazing down in satisfaction at the delicate shimmer of green which clothed the trees and shrubs in the square below.

By implication he sacrificed Errington. "It is not possible for me to say more. But be advised, my dear pupil. Out of my great love for you I say it let Max Errington go his way." And with those words sinister, warning ringing in her ears, Diana returned to Brutton Square. But Baroni was not content to let matters remain as they stood, trusting that his warning would do its work.

As she wrote to her invalid mother, shortly after taking up her duties at Brutton Square: "After all, dearest of little mothers, I have a roof over my head and food to eat, and I'm not costing you anything except a few pounds for my clothes. And perhaps when I leave here, if Mrs. Lawrence gives me a good reference, I shall be able to get a situation with a salary attached to it."

L., 24 Brutton Square, N.W." So ran the advertisement which Mrs. Lawrence periodically inserted in one of the leading London dailies. She was well-pleased with the wording of it, considering that it combined both veracity and attractiveness two things which do not invariably run smoothly in conjunction with each other.

She wished very much that Miss de Gervais had not pressed her to stay when he came, and at the first opportunity she rose to go. This time, Adrienne made no effort to detain her, although she asked her cordially to come again another day. As Diana drove back in a taxi to Brutton Square she was conscious of a queer sense of disappointment in the outcome of her meeting with Max Errington.

Diana's pride lay in the dust, but she was determined he should not knew it. With her head held high, she said stiffly: "I don't think I'll wait any longer for Adrienne. Will you tell her, please, that I've gone back to Brutton Square?" "Brutton Square?" he repeated swiftly. "Do you live there?" "Yes. Have you any objection?" He disregarded her mocking query and continued:

The car, which was to take the accompanist on to Brutton Square, slipped away down the lamp-lit street, and Diana fled upstairs to her room. She must be alone alone with her thoughts. She no longer dreaded the night and its quiet solitude. It was a solitude pervaded by a deep, abiding peace, the anteroom of happiness.