When she returned to the drawing-room her mother met her with open arms.
"Mr.Armstrong has told me all, my darling," she murmured, "and I give my consent.

You may marry him if you love him, daughter, and quite as soon as he wishes." Kendale left the mansion two hours later with a self-satisfied smile on his lips.
"Marrying heiresses is much easier than most men suppose," he muttered--and he stopped short in the grounds, standing under a tree until the lights went out one by one, shrouding the house in gloom.
Meanwhile, girl like, Claire had flown to Faynie's apartment to tell her the wonderful news--that her handsome lover had really proposed and her mother had given her consent, and she was to be married at once.
Faynie's swoon had put a stop to confiding to her all the wonderful things Lester had said.

"I will tell her in the morning," she promised herself, little dreaming what was to transpire ere the morrow dawned..