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He stopped, noticing something entirely new in the look with which the young lady was regarding him. "Beg your pardon," said Geoffrey. "Do you wish to speak to me?" Blanche's face flushed all over. Her uncle came to the rescue. "Miss Lundie and I hope you have slept well Mr. Delamayn," said Sir Patrick, jocosely. "That's all." "Oh? That's all?" said Geoffrey still looking at Blanche.
Delamayn went to London on the day of the lawn-party. And Arnold " "And Arnold went with him as far as the second station from this. Quite true! But how was I to know what Mr. Delamayn might have done after Arnold had left him? I could only make sure that he had not gone back privately to the inn, by getting the proof from Mrs. Inchbare." "How did you get it?"
Delamayn asserts that this person in the back-ground has no claim on him, and backs his assertion by declaring that she is married already to Mr. Arnold Brinkworth. Lady Lundie and my niece assure me, on evidence which satisfies them, that the assertion is true. The evidence does not satisfy me.
Three gentlemen, at three different tables, were absorbed in a third, fourth, and fifth newspaper. They all alike went on with their reading without noticing the entrance of the stranger. Julius ventured on disturbing the waiter by asking for Mr. Geoffrey Delamayn. At the sound of that illustrious name the waiter looked up with a start. "Are you Mr. Delamayn's brother, Sir?" "Yes."
"And I owe it to myself to bring Geoffrey Delamayn to a day of reckoning if I can." The barking of the dogs in the yard announced the return of the carriage. Sir Patrick went out to meet Arnold and Blanche at the gate, and tell them the news. Punctual to the time at which he was expected, the discreet Duncan reappeared with a note from the musical agent.
"I am compelled to trespass on your ladyship's attention for a few minutes more," he answered. "The circumstances attending the marriage of Mr. Geoffrey Delamayn are of no common importance. In a few clear sentences he narrated what had happened, that afternoon, in Portland Place. Lady Holchester listened with the steadiest and coldest attention.
The creature came nearer, and proved to be the postman going his last round, with the last delivery for the night. He came up to the gate with a letter in his hand. "The Honorable Geoffrey Delamayn?" "All right." He took the letter from the postman, and went back into the dining-room. Looking at the address by the light of the candles, he recognized the handwriting of Mrs. Glenarm.
"Surely I have some association with that name?" "You have probably heard of him, Mrs. Delamayn, as the heir to Miss Brinkworth's Scotch property?" "Exactly! Have you brought Mr. Brinkworth here to-day?" "I bring his apologies, as well as Sir Patrick's. They went to Edinburgh together the day before yesterday.
Eve 'wanted to know' and see what it led to. Faust 'wanted to know' and got into bad company, as the necessary result." "You are feeling anxious about something," persisted Blanche. "And, what is more, Sir Patrick, you behaved in a most unaccountable manner a little while since." "When?" "When you went and hid yourself with Mr. Delamayn in that snug corner there.
Sir Patrick took up a second morsel of paper lying ready under his hand. "There are the names of persons who can prove the writing, and prove the residence," he replied. Brinkworth arrived at the inn, and so can prove that the lady for whom he asked was, at that moment, Mrs. Geoffrey Delamayn.
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