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Neither Forrest nor Cecil de la Borne made any effort to prevent their passing out. Kate turned a little to the right, and then stood with the revolver clasped in her hand. "Please come out now," she said. "You will give your electric torch to him." She indicated Engleton, who stretched out his hand. Cecil and Forrest obeyed her command to the letter.
Go inside and see for yourself who is there." Cecil threw open the door and Kate stepped boldly inside. Forrest entered last and remained near the threshold. Engleton started to his feet when he saw a third person. "We have brought you a visitor," Forrest cried out. "You have complained of being lonely. You will not be lonely any longer." Kate turned toward him. "What do you mean?" she said.
"It is well thought of," he remarked, "but unfortunately there is not a servant in the house. Go on ringing it, if you like. All that it can awake are the echoes." Kate dropped the rope and turned back towards Engleton. The colour was coming slowly back to his cheeks. With an effort he kept from altogether losing consciousness. "I am not going to faint," he said in a low tone. "I will not.
However, Engleton ought to be quite enough if we can keep him in the humour for playing." "Ask him a few more questions about the place," Forrest said. "If it seems all right, I should like to start as soon as possible." They had their coffee at a little table in the foyer, which was already crowded with people. Their conversation was often interrupted by the salutations of passing acquaintances.
"Can't you see that he has fainted? Do you want him to die here?" "Not in the least," Cecil answered. "Here, Forrest, you take care of this," he added, passing the revolver over to him. "I'll look after Engleton." He led him to an easy-chair close to the window. He opened it a few inches, and a current of strong fresh air came sweeping in.
"What are they lingering for so long, I wonder?" cried Lady Engleton impatiently. "Professor Theobald is really too instructive to-day. I will go and hurry him." Joseph welcomed her as his deliverer. "I was merely waiting for you two ladies to move; I would have come on with Mr. Fleming. I am extremely sorry," said the Professor.
I warn you, though, that it would be a regular invasion. Major Forrest and Lord Ronald are talking about coming with us." "It's just an idea," Forrest remarked carelessly. "I wouldn't mind it myself, but I don't fancy we should get Engleton away from town before Goodwood." "Well, I like that," Engleton remarked. "Forrest's a lot keener on these social functions than I am.
Then he went to the wall, and after a few minutes' groping, found the spring. The door swung open, and a rush of unwholesome air streamed into the room. They made their way silently along the passage until at last they reached the sunken chamber. Cecil took a key from his pocket and opened the door. Engleton was in evil straits, but there was no sign of yielding in his face as he looked up.
Professor Theobald made his confession to Lady Engleton on that same night, when he also announced that he found it suddenly necessary to return to town. It was some time before she recovered from her astonishment and horror. He told his story quietly, and without an effort to excuse himself.
Lady Engleton had reminded her of a woman's helplessness if she places herself in opposition to a man, for whom all things are ordered in the society that he governs; her only chance of striking a telling blow being through his passions. If he were in love with her, then there might be some hope of making him wince.
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