He did not appear to hear her question. Selby was standing upon the threshold. Wolfenden spoke to him.
“Selby, are your wife’s rooms still vacant?”
Selby believed that they were.
“That’s all right then. Put on your hat and coat at once. I want you to take this young lady round there.”
“Very good, my lord.”
“Her luggage has been lost and may not arrive until to-morrow. Be sure you tell Mrs. Selby to do all in her power to make things comfortable.”
The girl had gone very pale. Wolfenden, watching her closely, was surprised at her expression.
“I think,” he said, “that you will find Mrs. Selby a very decent sort of a person. If I may, I will come and see you to-morrow, and you shall tell me how I can help you. I am very glad indeed that you came to me.”
She shot a single glance at him, partly of anger, partly reproach.