It was just a whim, nothing more, I can
assure you. I think that I won it at Sandown or something."
"It was not because you were interested in this work, then?" Lady Caroom
asked, fearfully.
"Not in the slightest," he answered. "That is to say, sympathetically
interested. I am curious. I will admit that. No more."
The colour faded from Lady Caroom's cheeks. She shivered a little and
rose to her feet. Brooks' face had hardened.
"We are very much obliged to you for the money," he said. "As for
Lavilette, I had not thought it worth while to reply to him."
Lord Arranmore shrugged his shoulders.
"Nor should I in your place," he answered. "My position is a little
different, of course. I am positively looking forward to my next week's
Verity. You are leaving now, I see. Good-night!"
"I have kept Mr. Brooks away from his friends," she said, looking at
him. "Will you see me to my carriage?"
He offered her his arm with courtly grace. They passed down the crowded
staircase together.
"You are looking ill, Philip," she said, softly. "You are not taking
care of yourself.
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