He bowed and recrossed the room. Bellamy was standing talking to Zoe.
“Well,” he asked, as Laverick returned, “are you, too, going to throw yourself beneath the car?”
Laverick shook his head.
“I do not think so,” he answered. “Our acquaintance promises to be a business one. Mademoiselle spoke of investing some money though me.”
Bellamy laughed.
“Then you have kept your heart,” he remarked. “Ah, well, you have every reason!”
He bowed to Zoe, nodded to Laverick, and returned to his place. Laverick looked after him a little compassionately.
“Poor fellow,” he said.
“Who is he?”
“He has some sort of a Government appointment,” Laverick answered. “They say he is hopelessly in love with Mademoiselle Idiale.”