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The Duchess beamed. "That would be delightful," she said. "Whom would you like to help you?" "Leave me alone for a minute or two," Saton said. "I will look around and choose somebody." The Duchess stepped back into the circle of her guests. "Mr. Saton is going to entertain us in a very wonderful manner," she announced. Rochester, who had been on his way to the billiard room, came back.
You will be able to laugh at Saton, to see through the fellow, and to realise what a tissue of shams he's built of. You will be able to feel a reasonable interest in anything Naudheim has to say. Just now you are unnerved, these men have frightened you. Believe me that your greatest and most effectual safety lies in flight." A sudden hope lit up her face. She turned towards him eagerly.
"I heard my name," he said. "Forgive me if I am interrupting you. I had no wish to play the eavesdropper." Pauline took a quick step backwards. Even in that tense moment of surprise, Rochester found himself able to notice the color fading from her cheeks. He turned upon the newcomer, and there was something like fury in his tone. "What the devil are you doing here, Saton?" he asked.
But to-day I loathe you. You are a creature of no account a foolish, dazzled moth. Don't dare to ring your bells. I need no flunkeys to show me the way to the door." Naudheim strode out, as a prophet of sterner days might have cast the dust of a pagan dancing hall from his feet. Saton for a moment was staggered. His composure left him.
What is going to become of me?" Saton patted her on the hand. "I will tell you a little later on," he said. "Everything will be arranged all right. The only thing I am wondering about is whether it wouldn't be better to close up at once." "They've got a big piece of business on at the office," she remarked. Saton frowned. "I know it," he answered. "It's a dangerous piece of business, too.
He fancied he could see someone waving a white handkerchief from the platform of pine logs. It was all so right, after all, so right and natural. He began to descend alone. Saton brought her down about an hour later. Their faces told all that there was to say. "Bertrand is going to stay here for another year," Pauline said, answering Lady Mary's unspoken question.
"My motives are beside the question," Rochester answered. "Do I understand that you decline to give me any account of yourself?" "I see no reason," Saton said coldly, "why I should gratify your curiosity." "There is no reason," Rochester admitted. "It is simply a matter of policy. Frankly, I mistrust you.
If our young friend here is really able to solve this little mystery, he will not object to my making use of his discovery." "By no means," Saton answered. "But I warn you that if the person is one unknown to Lady Marrabel or myself, I cannot tell you who it was. All that I can do is perhaps to show you something of how the thing was done." "It will be most interesting!" Rochester declared.
"Can one get there by motor-car, or even flying-machine?" Lois demanded. "I would risk my bones to find my way there." Saton laughed. "Unfortunately," he said, "there is a different path for every one of us, and there are no signposts." Lady Mary sighed as she rose to her feet. She nodded a friendly little farewell to her interesting neighbor.
Saton," the butler interrupted. "He has been with Lady Marrabel for some time." Rochester found himself face to face with Pauline, but it was a somewhat grim smile with which he welcomed her. "Still fascinated, I see, by the new science, my dear Pauline," he said. "I met your professor outside. He has a fine new motor-car.
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