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I came to beg you instead to do me the honour of becoming my wife." "And I," Courtlaw said, "although I have asked before in vain, have come to ask you once more the same thing." "And I," Brendon said, humbly, "although I am afraid there is no chance for me, my errand was the same." Anna looked at them for a moment with a pitiful attempt at a smile.
Courtlaw crossed the room and threw open the door. He had come to Anna's rooms from a dinner party, and he was in evening dress. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. "I believe," he said stiffly, "that these are the apartments of Miss Pellissier.
"It makes one feel quite awkward to mention such a thing, but after all I think that it is best for both parties. Could you give me any references?" "There is Mr. Courtlaw," Anna said, "and my solicitors, Messrs. Le Mercier and Stowe of St. Heliers. They are rather a long way off, but you could write to them. I am sorry that I do not know any one in London. But after all, Mrs.
Courtlaw's I should like to oblige Mr. Courtlaw." "It is very nice of you to think of it," Anna said briskly. "I should really like to find somewhere to stay, if it was only for a few nights." The lady stood away from the door. "Will you come this way," she said, "into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. Most of my people are upstairs dressing for dinner.
"Then there was a motor accident only an hour or so after this ceremony, and Hill was reported to be killed. Annabel believed it, came to England and married Sir John. Now you can understand why I have been obliged to " "Yes, yes, I understand that," Courtlaw interrupted. "But about last night." "Annabel knew where I lived," Anna continued slowly. "She has been to my flat before.
I think that I am very fortunate to have it to sign." "Do you mean," Courtlaw asked, "that from now to the end of the six months you do not wish to see us any of us?" Her eyes were a little dim again. "I do mean that," she declared. "I want to have no distractions. My work will be all sufficient. I have an aunt who is coming to live with me, and I do not intend to receive any visitors at all.
Love is a great thing, and happiness a joy. Let me go my own way towards them. We may meet who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses. Listen." She stopped short. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door. Courtlaw rose to his feet. "It is too late for visitors," she remarked. "I wonder would you mind seeing who it is."
"It takes a great deal of bad weather to depress the true Parisian," Anna admitted. "A volatile temperament yes, a volatile temperament," Mr. Bullding repeated, rather struck with the phrase. "It is a pity that as nations we are not more friendly." Anna nodded and turned again to Courtlaw. "I will not be drawn into a conversation with Mr. Bullding," she declared. "I believe that he would bore me.
"What a beautiful mare's nest!" she exclaimed. "I can see you and Anna groaning and nodding your grave heads together. Bah! She does not know me very well, and you not at all. Do have some tea, won't you? If you must, go then." Courtlaw was dismissed. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen.
"Yes, I have heard of him, and I know him by sight," he admitted. "He was a friend of your sister's, was he not?" "I never heard her mention his name," she answered. "Still, of course, it is possible. This man was apparently not sure whether he was Meysey Hill or not." "How long had he been in the hospital?" Courtlaw asked. "Since last night."
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