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The Major was introduced, and Lady Loring returned to her guests. "I think we have met before, Major Hynd," said Stella. Her voice supplied the missing link in the Major's memory of events. Remembering how she had looked at Romayne on the deck of the steamboat, he began dimly to understand Miss Eyrecourt's otherwise incomprehensible anxiety to be of use to the General's family.
Many of the guests paid their hostess the compliment of arriving at the early hour mentioned in the invitations. One of them was Major Hynd. Lady Loring took her first opportunity of speaking to him apart. "I hear you were a little angry," she said, "when you were told that Miss Eyrecourt had taken your inquiries out of your hands."
Stella's face answered for her. Lady Loring described the interview with Major Hynd in the minutest detail including, by way of illustration, the Major's manners and personal appearance. "He and Lord Loring," she added, "both think that Romayne will never hear the last of it if he allows these foreigners to look to him for money.
Lady Loring was not quite of her husband's opinion. "While there is a doubt about these people," she said, "it seems only just to find out what sort of character they bear in the neighborhood. In your place, Major Hynd, I should apply to the person in whose house they live, or to the tradespeople whom they have employed."
As an honest man, I cannot feel this doubt, and reconcile it to my conscience to be the means, however indirectly, of introducing them to Mr. Romayne. To your discretion I leave it to act for the best, after this warning." Lord Loring returned the letter to Major Hynd. "I agree with you," he said. "It is more than doubtful whether you ought to communicate this information to Romayne."
Stella shrank from approaching the subject in her husband's presence, knowing that it must remind him of the fatal duel. To her surprise, Romayne himself referred to the General's family. "I have written to Hynd," he began. "Do you mind his dining with us to-day?" "Of course not!" "I want to hear if he has anything to tell me about those French ladies.
The elder of the two was Lady Loring still in the prime of life; possessed of the golden hair and the clear blue eyes, the delicately-florid complexion, and the freely developed figure, which are among the favorite attractions popularly associated with the beauty of Englishwomen. Her younger companion was the unknown lady admired by Major Hynd on the sea passage from France to England.
"Miss Eyrecourt and I have been recalling our first meeting on board the steamboat," he went on. "Do you remember how indifferent you were to that beautiful person when I asked you if you knew her? I'm glad to see that you show better taste to-night. I wish I knew her well enough to shake hands as you did." "Hynd! When a young man talks nonsense, his youth is his excuse.
Lord Loring was absorbed in social and political engagements. And Major Hynd true to the principle of getting away as often as possible from his disagreeable wife and his ugly children had once more left London. One day, while Mrs. Eyrecourt still lay between life and death, Romayne found his historical labors suspended by the want of a certain volume which it was absolutely necessary to consult.
"Romayne's present address is a secret confided to his bankers, and to no one else. I will give you their names, if you wish to write to him." Major Hynd hesitated. "I am not quite sure that it would be discreet to write to him, under the circumstances." Lady Loring could no longer keep silence. "Is it possible, Major Hynd, to tell us what the circumstances are?" she asked.
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