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LADY OSTERMORE.
Lord Ostermore and Mr.Caryll looked across the lawn towards the house, but failed to see any sign of her ladyship's approach.
Mr.Caryll raised questioning eyes to his servant's stolid face, and in that moment caught the faintest rustle of a gown behind the arbor.

He half-turned to my lord, and nodded slightly in the direction of the sound, a smile twisting his lips.

With a gesture he dismissed Leduc, who returned to the neighborhood of the pond.
His lordship frowned, angered by the interruption.

Then: "If your ladyship will come inside," said he, "you will hear better and with greater comfort." "Not to speak of dignity," said Mr.Caryll.
The stiff gown rustled again, this time without stealth.