"I do remember it. George, why doesn't he leave me?"
"Harcourt, it will be better that you should go," said Bertram; "you can have no idea how weak my uncle is;" and he gently opened the door.
"Good-bye, Mr. Bertram. I had not intended to disturb you." And so saying, Sir Henry slunk away.
"You know what his will is, of course," said Sir Henry, when they were again in the dining-room.
"I have not the slightest idea on the subject," said the other; "not the remotest conception. He never speaks to me about it."
"Well; and now for Lady Harcourt. Where shall I find her?"
To this question George gave no answer; nor was he able to give any. Caroline was no longer in the drawing-room. Sir Henry insisted that he would see her, and declared his intention of staying in the house till he did so. But Miss Baker at last persuaded him that all his efforts would be useless. Nothing but force would induce Lady Harcourt to meet him.
"Then force shall be used," said Sir Henry.
"At any rate not now," said George.
"What, sir! do you set yourself up as her protector? Is she base enough to allow you to interfere between her and her husband?"