"You don't mean—"
"Lord Arranmore!" Selina declared, triumphantly. "He was so nice, he wouldn't let us come home in a cab. He positively made us take his own carriage."
Mr. Bullsom came hurrying up.
"Cab waiting," he announced. "Come on, girls."
"See you later, then, Brooks."
Brooks changed his clothes leisurely, and went into the smoking-room for some sandwiches and a glass of wine. A small boy shouting his number attracted his attention. He called him, and was handed a card.
"Lord Arranmore!"
"You can show the gentleman here," Brooks directed.
Arranmore came in, and nodded a little wearily to Brooks, whom he had not seen since the latter had left Enton.
"I won't keep you," he remarked. "I just wanted a word with you about that obstinate young person Miss—er—Scott."