He paid his respects to the
two ladies and Francis, and turned a little eagerly to Sir
Timothy.
"Well?" he asked.
Sir Timothy nodded.
"We shall be quite prepared for you," he said. "Better bring
your cheque-book."
"Capital!" the other exclaimed. "As I hadn't heard anything, I
was beginning to wonder whether you would be ready with your end
of the show."
"There will be no hitch so far as we are concerned," Sir Timothy
assured him.
"More mysteries?" Margaret enquired, as Meadowson departed with a
smile of satisfaction.
Her father shrugged his shoulders.
"Scarcely that," he replied. "It is a little wager between Lord
Meadowson and myself which is to be settled to-morrow."
Lady Torrington, a fussy little woman, her hostess of the night
before, on her way down the room stopped and shook hands with
Lady Cynthia.
"Why, my dear," she exclaimed, "wherever did you vanish to last
night? Claude told us all that, in the middle of a dance with
him, you excused yourself for a moment and he never saw you
again. I quite expected to read in the papers this morning that
you had eloped."
"Precisely what I did," Lady Cynthia declared. "The only trouble
was that my partner had had enough of me before the evening was
over, and deposited me once more in Grosvenor Square.
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