And, speaking of that, here, thank God, was the note! Iris, listening and watching alternately, saw to her surprise the note intended for Mrs.Lewson handed to Lord Harry.

"Am I expected," he asked jocosely, "to read writing without a light ?" Miles produced a small lantern which was strapped to his groom's belt.

"There's parts of the road not over safe in the dark," he said as he raised the shade which guarded the light.

The wild lord coolly opened the letter, and read the few careless words which it contained.

"To Mrs.Lewson:--Dear old girl, expect me back to-morrow to dinner at three o'clock.