CHAPTER XXVIII.
"I WOULD DO ANYTHING TO SAVE HIM."
Lady Eleanor reached Palace Gardens and went straight to her boudoir and flung herself on a couch.
To women of her class come very few such adventures as that which had happened to her this morning. From their cradles, through their girlhood, and indeed all through their lives, they are so hedged in and protected from the world outside the refined and exclusive circle in which they move, that there is little chance of their coming in contact with other than their own set.
She had seen Finetta on the stage of the Diadem, had heard of her, read of her, knew that Yorke Auchester's name was in some way connected with her, but she had never dreamed that a meeting with her would be even possible, much less probable.
And now she had not only met with her, but talked and listened to her.
The fact that she had done so filled her with shame and confusion. What would her friends and relatives think if they knew? What would Godolphin, the duke, say if he were told that she had not only engaged in conversation with this Finetta, but actually entered into a kind of compact and conspiracy with her.
But she soon dismissed this part of the case and allowed herself to think only of the information Finetta had given her.
Yorke going to be married!