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"There are just one or two things that happen in this world which a man can be utterly and entirely sure of. She is one of them. Say, Flossie," he added, the enthusiasm creeping at last into his tone, "you never saw any one quite like her in all your life!" "Do I know her, I wonder?" Lady Weybourne enquired. "That's just what I've asked you here to find out," her brother replied ingenuously.

"I've spoken to her." "You don't mean, " she began, horrified. "Oh, no, no! Nothing of that sort!" he interrupted. "Don't think I'm such a blundering ass. She was trying to get change and couldn't reach. I took the note from her, got the change and gave it to her. She said, 'Thank you. When she went away, she smiled." Lady Weybourne flopped down upon the divan and screamed with laughter.

He carried off Monsieur Douaille for a short ride in his automobile, but was forced to leave his daughter and Lady Weybourne alone. Draconmeyer, who had been awaiting his opportunity, remained by Lady Hunterleys' side. "I wonder," he asked, "whether you would step in for a few minutes and see Linda?" She had been looking at the table where her husband and his companion had been seated.

Lady Weybourne insisted, after a reasonable amount of time spent over their coffee, that her brother should pay the bill and leave the restaurant. They walked slowly across the square. "What are you going to do about it?" he asked. "There is only one thing to be done," she replied.

No, I won't have anything here, thanks," she added, as Lord Weybourne started back again for the bar, muttering something about a sandwich. "I'll have something in my room. If you are going back to the hotel, perhaps I could come with you." They all three left the place together, passing along the private way. "I haven't seen your brother all day," Violet remarked to Lady Weybourne.

Richard rose to his feet promptly. He had never been so pleased in all his life to welcome his sister. "Flossie," he exclaimed, "I'm ever so glad you came along! I want to present Miss Grex to you. This is my sister, Miss Fedora Lady Weybourne. I was just going to ask Miss Grex to have some tea with me," he went on, "but I am not sure that she would have considered it proper.

For the first time she saw the same look upon her brother's face. "Well," she sighed, "I shall do my best to earn it. I only hope, Dick, that she is " "She is what?" he demanded, looking at her steadfastly. "Oh! not engaged or anything, I mean," Lady Weybourne explained hastily.

"If she is any one in particular I expect I shall know her. What's happening, Dick?" The young man's face was almost transformed. His eyes were bright and very fixed. His lips had come together in a firm, straight line, as though he were renewing some promise to himself. Lady Weybourne followed the direction of his gaze.

"I shall be very pleased," she agreed. They found a window table and Lane ordered tea. Fedora was inclined to be silent at first, but Lady Weybourne was quite content to chatter. By degrees Fedora, too, came back to earth and they had a very gay little tea-party. At the end of it they all strolled back into the rooms together.

"Well, so far," Lady Weybourne admitted, "I fear that I haven't done much towards that electric coupé; but," she added, in a changed tone, looking across the tables, "there is just one thing, Dicky. Fate sometimes has a great deal to do with these little affairs. Look over there." Richard left his sister precipitately, without even a word of farewell.