'I was,' she continued. 'It was an awful thing to do;
but I was determined to show them all that I was in earnest. Do
you remember how Miss Cassewary looked?'
'Miss Cassewary knew all about it.'
'I daresay she did. And so I suppose did Mabel Grex. I had thought
that perhaps I might make Mabel a confidante, but--'
'But what?'
'You like Mabel, do you not? I do.'
'I like her very, very much.'
'Perhaps you have liked her too well for that, eh, Frank?'
'Too well for what?'
'That she should have heard all that I had to say about you with
sympathy. If so, I am sorry.'
'You need not fear that I have ever for a moment been untrue to
either her or you.'
'I am sure you have not to me. Poor Mabel! Then they took me to
Custins. That was the worst of all. I cannot quite tell you what
happened there.' Of course he asked her,--but as she had said, she
could not quite tell him about Lord Popplecourt.
The next morning the Duke asked his guest in a playful tone what
was his Christian name. It could hardly be that he should not have
known, but yet he asked the question.
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