"That
is, if you are very good and come before it is half over. Do you know
that we met a friend of yours, and he lent us his carriage, and I think
he's charming."
Brooks looked surprised. He glanced at Mary, and saw a look in her face
which came as a revelation to him.
"You don't mean--"
"Lord Arranmore!" Selina declared, triumphantly. "He was so nice, he
wouldn't let us come home in a cab. He positively made us take his own
carriage."
Mr. Bullsom came hurrying up.
"Cab waiting," he announced. "Come on, girls."
"See you later, then, Brooks."
Brooks changed his clothes leisurely, and went into the smoking-room for
some sandwiches and a glass of wine. A small boy shouting his number
attracted his attention. He called him, and was handed a card.
"Lord Arranmore!"
"You can show the gentleman here," Brooks directed.
Arranmore came in, and nodded a little wearily to Brooks, whom he had
not seen since the latter had left Enton.
"I won't keep you," he remarked. "I just wanted a word with you about
that obstinate young person Miss--er--Scott."
Brooks wheeled an easy-chair towards him.
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