Felicity handed it back.
"Just fancy, Lady Chetwode! I confronted her with this. She had put it in the wrong envelope and sent a note meant for me to Captain Henderson. She only roared with laughter. I broke it off finally and she said I should probably break it on again next day."
"And did you?"
"Nothing of the kind. I went away and wrote her a really beautiful letter. I said that I would wipe out the past and begin afresh if she promised never even to recognise Captain Henderson again in the street—or anywhere."
"What did she say, Mr. Vere?"
"Say! She wired 'Sorry imprac.' So it's all over. Now, what do you advise?"
"If you would only leave her alone for about two minutes, she would come round all right; she is so used to you. Or, make her jealous."
"Well, I hope you'll forgive me, but I did try that. In our last interview I said I was coming to see you, and that you were a really womanly woman."
"Oh, thanks very much," said Felicity angrily. "What did she say to that?"
"Laughed that awful laugh of hers, and said I need not worry, as you were very busy."