I saw at once from her disturbed expression that something had happened.
The Duke wore a long cape over his dinner clothes, and he had evidently walked fast.

He looked at me sharply as I rose to my feet.
"Mr.Ducaine," he said, "I have come to ask you to explain the sudden departure of my son for abroad." I was taken aback, and I dare say I showed it.
"I have already told Lady Angela--all that I know," I said.
"My daughter's story," the Duke answered, "is incoherent.

It tells me only enough to make me sure that something is being concealed." I glanced at Lady Angela.

She was looking white and troubled.
"I have told my father," she said, "all that I know." "Then I must discover the rest for myself," the Duke replied.

"I know that Blenavon is uncertain and unstable to a degree.