The new-comer was dressed in a grey and blue official dress, unrelieved save by silver braid at the collar and at the wrists.

There was no decoration, but on the head was a red fez, which gave prominence to the white, broad forehead, with the dark hair waving away behind the ears.

Lord Windlehurst held his eye-glass to his eye in interested scrutiny.

"H'm," he said, with lips pursed out, "a most notable figure, a most remarkable face! My dear, there's a fortune in that face.

It's a national asset." He saw the flush, the dumb amazement, the poignant look in Lady Eglington's face, and registered it in his mind.