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The restless night brought torment of the mind and harassed spirits. Redgrave's proposal echoed in the vacant chambers of her life, sounding no longer an affront, but an allurement. Why, indeed, had she repelled it so unthinkingly? It did not necessarily mean scandal. He had not invited her to open defiance of the world. 'You can absolutely trust me; I am discretion itself.
'I promise you a great reputation in two or three years' time. And without disgrace, without shadow of suspicion, it would all be managed, he declared, so very easily. For what alternative had she rebuffed him? Redgrave's sagacity had guided him well up to a certain point, but it had lost sight of one thing essential to the success of his scheme.
As he stepped on to the mown grass, his ear caught a sound, the sound of talking in a subdued tone; it came, he thought, from that side of the building which he could not yet see. A few quick silent steps, and this conjecture became a certainty: someone was talking within a few yards of him, just round the obstructing corner, and he felt sure the voice was Redgrave's.
So she put her cup down, leant back in her chair, and, looking straight into Lord Redgrave's eyes, she said with purely feminine irrelevance: "I suppose you know, Lord Redgrave, that, when we left, the machine which we call in America Manhood Suffrage which, of course, simply means the selection of a government by counting noses which may or may not have brains above them was what some of our orators would call in full blast.
Doubtless it came of his constant brooding on Redgrave's death and Hugh Carnaby's punishment. For the first time, tragedy had been brought near to him, and he marvelled at the indifference with which men habitually live in a world where tragedy is every hour's occurrence. He told himself that this was merely a morbid condition of the brain, but could not bring himself to believe it.
In Redgrave's manner no change was perceptible, unless, indeed, he spoke with more cordiality, which must be prompted by kind feeling. Their acquaintance covered only a year or two, and had scarcely amounted to what passes for friendship, but Redgrave seemed oblivious of late unpleasant events. 'I'm glad you didn't call unexpectedly, she said, trying to strike a light note.
"Zaidie Rennick!" said Mrs. Van Stuyler, bridling up into her most frigid dignity, "I am more than surprised to hear you talk in such a strain. Perfectly safe, indeed! Has it not struck you that we are absolutely at this man's this Lord Redgrave's, mercy, that he can take us where he likes, and treat us just as he pleases?" "My dear Mrs.
Redgrave's behaviour when she drew his attention suggested that such a sound at the open window did not greatly surprise him; the surprise appeared when he saw who stood there surprise and momentary embarrassment, which would be natural enough if he expected a different visitor. And he was so anxious that she should come in at once. Had she done so, Redgrave's life would have been saved; but
She lived a year or two at Stuttgart, for her children to learn German. Her husband's in India. She tried it, but couldn't stand the climate. 'And you really live in the bungalow? inquired Mrs. Carnaby, disregarding this information about Redgrave's sister. 'Yes, it's my headquarters in England. Let me send you a card, will you, when I have my next afternoon?
Behave shabbily, and you only make yourself look foolish, bringing a charge against your wife that you'll never be able to prove. You would get no evidence from me. Whether you want it kept quiet or want to bring it into court, you depend upon my goodwill. They reached the end of the road in which was the approach to Redgrave's house. 'You had better wait here, said the woman.
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