Is he popular ?' 'Fairly so.' 'His father and I were friends many years ago,' said Lady Maulevrier, with a faint sigh.

'Have you ever heard if he resembles his father ?' 'I believe not.

I am told he is like his mother's family.' 'Then he ought to be handsome.

Lady Florence Ilmington was a famous beauty.' They were sitting in the drawing-room after dinner, the room dimly lighted by darkly-shaded lamps, the windows wide open to the summer sky and moonlit lake.

In that subdued light Lady Maulevrier looked a woman in the prime of life.