"Oh, papa!"
"I understand it all. I will be with you immediately after breakfast."
"You will not leave me here alone?"
"Certainly not,—nor till you are in your carriage. But listen to what I am telling you. Say as little as you can till I am with you. Tell him that you are unwell to-night, and that you must sleep before you talk to him."
"Ah! you don't know, papa."
"I know that I will have the thing put on a right footing." Then Lord George came back, having found a cab. He gave his arm to his wife and took her away, without saying a word to the Dean. At the door of the cab the Dean bade them both good-night. "God bless you, my child," he said.
"Good-night; you'll come to-morrow?"
"Certainly." Then the door was shut, and the husband and wife were driven away.
Of course this little episode contributed much to the amusement of Mrs. Montacute Jones's guests. The Kappa-kappa had been a very pretty exhibition, but it had not been nearly so exciting as that of the jealous husband. Captain De Baron, who remained, was, of course, a hero. As he could not take his partner into supper, he was honoured by the hand of Mrs. Montacute Jones
herself. "I wouldn't have had that happen for a thousand pounds," said the old lady.