The only possible clue as to his disappearance which is connected in any way with the Red Hall is that I understand he was paying attentions to Miss Le Mesurier, which she was disinclined to accept." Andrew nodded.
"I think," he said, "that is probable." "On the other hand," the Duke continued, "Ronald isn't in the least the sort of man to make away with himself or hide, because a girl, whom he could not have known very well, refused to marry him." "Have you seen anything of the Princess in town ?" Andrew asked, a little irrelevantly.
"I met her with her stepdaughter at Hereford House last night," the Duke answered.

"The Princess was looking as brilliant as ever, but the little girl was pale and bored.

She had a dozen men around her, and not a smile for one of them.

Dull little thing, I should think." Andrew said nothing.

He was looking out of the window upon Pall Mall, but his eyes saw a little sandy hillock with blades of sprouting grass.
Behind, the lavender-streaked marsh; in front, the yellow sands and the rippling sea.