Slight wonder--if you KNEW--at any outward change which showed itself,
though in your own most desperate despite. It would be so even with
Betty, who, in her sister's eyes, was unlike any other creature. But
perhaps it would be better to make no comment. To make comment would be
almost like asking the question she had been forbidden to ask.
While the servants were in the room during breakfast they talked
of common things, resorting even to the weather and the news of the
village. Afterwards they passed into the morning room together, and
Betty put her arm around Rosalie and kissed her.
"Nigel has suddenly gone away, I hear," she said. "Do you know where he
has gone?"
"He came to my dressing-room to tell me." Betty felt the whole slim body
stiffen itself with a determination to seem calm. "He said he was going
to find out where the old Duke of Broadmorlands was staying at present."
"There is some forethought in that," was Betty's answer. "He is not on
such terms with the Duke that he can expect to be received as a casual
visitor. It will require apt contrivance to arrange an interview. I
wonder if he will be able to accomplish it?"
"Yes, he will," said Lady Anstruthers.
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