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Berkeley, said Lady Hilda Tregellis, as she sat on the centre ottoman in Mrs. Campbell Moncrieff's drawing-room with Arthur Berkeley talking lightly to her about the nothings which constitute polite conversation in the nineteenth century. 'Just one evening, any day after the next fortnight? We should be so delighted if you could manage to favour us.
However, the season was over at last, thank Heaven; and in a week or so more they would be at dear old ugly Dunbude again for the whole winter. There Hilda would go sketching once more on the moorland, and if this time she didn't make that stupid fellow Ernest see what she was driving at, why, then her name certainly wasn't Hilda Tregellis.
Sir Lothian recoiled from the pale fierce face with the black brows, but he still glared angrily about the room. "A very pretty conspiracy this," he cried, "with a criminal, an actress, and a prize-fighter all playing their parts. Sir Charles Tregellis, you shall hear from me again! And you also, my lord!" He turned upon his heel and strode from the room.
Ernest took the envelope up with a smile, and opened it with some curiosity. It contained a photograph, with a brief inscription on the back, 'E. L. B., from Hilda Tregellis.
The fight was to be at ten, was it not?" he asked. "It was to be." "I dare say it will be, too. Never say die, Tregellis! Your man has still three hours in which to come back." My uncle shook his head. "The villains have done their work too well for that, I fear," said he. "Well, now, let us reason it out," said Berkeley Craven. "A woman comes and she coaxes this young man out of his room.
'I don't know how you can have had the opportunity of judging, Lady Hilda, Arthur answered, looking at her handsome open face with a momentary glance of passing admiration Hilda Tregellis was improving visibly as she matured 'for no one can possibly ever have thought anything of the sort with you, I'm certain: and that I can say quite candidly, without the slightest tinge of flattery or adulation.
'Yes, Lady Hilda had certainly hit the right nail on the head, Arthur Berkeley said to himself more than once: 'A wonderful woman, truly, that beautiful, stately, uncompromising, brilliant, and still really tender Hilda Tregellis. Hilda, on her part, worked hard and well for the success of Ernest's book as soon as it appeared.
Make my compliments to your husband. "I am ever, my dear sister Mary, "Your brother, "CHARLES TREGELLIS." "What do you think of that?" cried my mother in triumph when she had finished. "I think it is the letter of a fop," said my father, bluntly. "You are too hard on him, Anson. You will think better of him when you know him.
Of some he thought highly and of some lowly, but he made no secret that the highest of all, and the one against whom all others should be measured, was Sir Charles Tregellis himself. "As to the King," said he, "of course, I am l'ami de famille there; and even with you I can scarce speak freely, as my relations are confidential." "God bless him and keep him from ill!" cried my father.
Yet during all that time I have never seen a finer man than Jim Belcher, and if I wish to match him in my memory, I can only turn to that other Jim whose fate and fortunes I am trying to lay before you. There was a shout of jovial greeting when my uncle's face was seen in the doorway. "Come in, Tregellis!" "We were expecting you!" "There's a devilled bladebone ordered."
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