CHAPTER III.
Grace Nevil had quite recovered her equanimity when the indispensable Mr.Somers, handsome, well-bred, and self-restrained, approached her later in the crowded drawing-room.

Blended with his subdued personal admiration was a certain ostentation of respect--as of a tribute to a distinguished guest--that struck her.

"I am to have the pleasure of taking you in, Miss Nevil," he said.

"It's my one compensation for the dreadful responsibility just thrust upon me.

Our host has been suddenly called away, and I am left to take his place." Miss Nevil was slightly startled.