Will you give me an
appointment? I should like to discuss the matter with you."
"With the utmost pleasure, my lord," Mr. Bullsom declared heartily.
"Can't expect these young ladies to see through a business matter, eh?
I will come to your lordship's house whenever you like."
"It would be quite useless, uncle," Mary interposed, firmly. "Lord
Arranmore has already my final answer."
Mr. Bullsom was a little excited.
"Tut, tut, child!" he exclaimed. "Don't talk nonsense. I should be
proud to talk this matter over with Lord Arranmore. We are staying at
the Metropole, and if your lordship would call there to-morrow and take
a bit of lunch, eh, about one o'clock--if it isn't too great a liberty."
Selina had never loved her father more sincerely. Lord Arranmore smiled
faintly, but good-humoredly.
"You are exceedingly kind," he said. "For our business talk, perhaps,
it would be better if you would come to St. James's House at, say,
10:30, if that is convenient. I will send a carriage."
"I'll be ready prompt," Mr. Bullsom declared. "Now, girls, we will say
good-afternoon to his lordship and get a four-wheeler.
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