Despencer was becoming anxious to withdraw before being favored with any more of Lady Victoria’s sarcasms. The only way to escape was to take her part against the marchioness. He therefore remarked:
“A most simple occurrence, which might happen to anybody.”
His patroness turned to him indignantly.
“Mr. Despencer, do you wish to encourage her?”
“I fancy Lady Victoria requires no encouragement from me. She appears to face the situation with admirable nerve. Breeding will tell.”
“Go away, directly!” ordered the marchioness.
“Yes; where to?”
The marchioness hesitated a moment.
“To the end of the gallery.” Despencer began to move away. “And wait there for me.”
“Am I not always waiting for you, marchioness?”