CHAPTER XIV.
ANOTHER PATIENT.
It was eleven o'clock when Lord Hartledon entered.

Lady Kirton was fanning herself vehemently.

Maude had gone upstairs for the night.
"Where have you been ?" she asked, laying down her fan.

"We waited tea for you until poor Maude got quite exhausted." "Did you?
I am sorry for that.

Never wait for me, pray, Lady Kirton.