"
Lord Arranmore stuck the card in his waistcoat pocket and shrugged his
shoulders.
"You are my man of affairs, Brooks. I commission you to see her. Find
out her business if you can, and don't let me be bothered unless it is
necessary."
Brooks hesitated.
"I am not sure that I care to interfere--that my presence might not be
likely to cause her embarrassment," he said. "I have seen her lately,
and she made no mention of this visit."
Lord Arranmore glanced at him as though surprised. "I should like you
to see her," he said, suavely. "It seems to me preferable to asking
her to state her business to a servant. If you have any objection to
doing so she must be sent back."
Brooks turned unwillingly away. As he had expected, Mary sprang to her
feet upon his entrance into the room, and the colour streamed into
her cheeks.
"You here!" she exclaimed.
He shook hands with her, and tried to behave as though he thought her
presence the most natural thing in the world. "Yes. You see I am Lord
Arranmore's man of affairs now, and he keeps me pretty hard at work.
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