Brooks noticed her absorption, and
abandoned his own attempts to interest her.
"Your mother and Lord Arranmore," he remarked, "are very old friends."
"They have known one another all their lives," she murmured. "Lord
Arranmore has changed a good deal though since his younger days."
Brooks made no reply. The girl suddenly bent her head towards him.
"Are you a judge of character?" she asked.
He shook his head.
"Scarcely. I have not had enough experience. It is a fascinating
study."
"Very. Now I want to ask you something. What do you think of Lord
Arranmore?"
Her tone betokened unusual seriousness. His light answer died away on
his lips.
"It is very hard for me to answer that question," he said. "Lord
Arranmore has been most unnecessarily kind to me."
"His character?"
"I do not pretend to be able to understand it. I think that he is often
wilfully misleading. He does not wish to be understood. He delights in
paradoxy and moral gymnastics."
"He may blind your judgment. How do you personally feel towards him?"
"That," he answered, "might be misleading.
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