But I thought there would have been a telegram--from her--" Her voice dropped on a note of disappointment.
There was a knock at the door.

The butler entered, and at the same moment the luncheon gong echoed through the house.
"Tell Miss Field not to wait luncheon for me," said Lady Dunstable sharply.

"And, Ferris, I want his lordship's things packed at once, for London.

Don't say anything to him at present, but in ten minutes' time just manage to tell him quietly that I should like to see him here.

You understand--I don't want any fuss made.