But--for the first time in his aunt's experience of him--he refuses the good things on the luncheon table, and he has nothing to say to the cat! That neglected animal takes refuge on Lady Janet's lap.

Lady Janet, with her eyes fixed expectantly on her nephew (determining to "have it out of him" at the first opportunity), waits to hear what he has to say for himself.

Julian has no alternative but to break the silence, and tell his story as he best may.
"I got back from the Continent last night," he began.

"And I come here, as I promised, to report myself on my return.

How does your ladyship do?
How is Miss Roseberry ?" Lady Janet laid an indicative finger on the lace pelerine which ornamented the upper part of her dress.