"As you say, Verdun Royal has always been like home to you.

Continue to make it so.
We dine at eight--it is now nearly five.

You will find plenty to amuse yourself with.

Whenever you wish for my society, you will find me in the drawing-room or my _boudoir_." He murmured some faint word of thanks, thinking to himself how considerate she was, and that she guessed he wanted to find Madaline.
With a smile on her face, she turned to him as she was quitting the room.
"Vere seemed very uneasy, when he was going away, lest you should not feel at liberty to smoke when you liked," she said.

"Pray do not let the fact of his absence prevent you from enjoying a cigar whenever you feel inclined for one." "A thousand thanks, Philippa," returned Lord Arleigh, inwardly hoping that Madaline would give him scant time for the enjoyment of cigars.
Then he went across the lawn, wondering how she would look, where he should find her, and what she would say to him when she saw him.