"If I'm wrong, perhaps this almighty aristocrat will correct me." Random was about to do so, and with some pardonable heat, when he was anticipated by Donna Inez.

It has been mentioned before that this young lady was of the silent order.

Usually she simply ornamented any company in which she found herself without troubling to entertain with her tongue.

But the accusation against the baronet, whom she apparently loved, changed her into a voluble virago.

Brushing aside the little Professor, who stood in her way, she launched herself forward and spoke at length.