"What made me think about Brooks was that she was awfully decent to me
before Enton," Molyneux continued. "I don't mind telling you that I'm
hard hit. I want to know who Brooks is. If he's only a country lawyer,
he's got no earthly chance with Lady Caroom, and Sybil'd never go
against her mother. They're too great pals for that. Never saw them so
thick."
"Was Lady Caroom--quite well?" Arranmore asked, irrelevantly.
"Well, now you mention it," Molyneux said, "I don't think she was quite
in her usual form. She was much quieter, and it struck me that she was
aging a bit. Wonderful woman, though. She and Sybil were quite
inseparable at Chelsom--more like sisters than anything, 'pon my word."
Lord Arranmore looked into the fire, and was silent for several minutes.
"So far as regards Brooks," he said, "I do not think that he would be an
acceptable son-in-law to Lady Caroom, but I am not in the least sure.
He is by no means an insignificant person. If he were really anxious to
marry Sybil Caroom, he would be a rival worth consideration. I cannot
tell you anything more.
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