“His back was towards me,” Anna said. “I saw his face in a mirror. I wonder——”
“London is a huge place,” Brendon said. “Even if he lives here you may go all your life and never come face to face with him again.”
Chapter XIV
“THIS IS MY WIFE”
Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in high spirits. She felt that for a time at any rate her depressing struggle against continual failure was at an end. She had paid her bill, and she had enough left in her purse to pay many such. Beyond that everything was nebulous. She knew that in her new rôle she was as likely as not to be a rank failure. But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. Now, in her old place, she was doing her best thoroughly to enjoy a most indifferent dinner.
“Your brother has gone?” she asked Sydney, between the courses.
He nodded.
“Yes. David left this afternoon. I do not think that he has quite got over his surprise at finding you established here.”