"This afternoon, I hope," he replied,—"directly I leave here, in fact."
"Then you will give her a little message for me, please?"
"With great pleasure!"
"Tell her from me—mind she understands this, if you please—that she is not to leave England again until we have met."
"Is this a warning?" he asked.
She looked at him searchingly.
"I wonder," she reflected, "how much of you is Lord Dorminster's nephew."
"And I, in my turn," he rejoined, with sudden boldness, "wonder how much of you is Matinsky's envoy."
She began to laugh softly.
"We shall perhaps be friends, Lord Dorminster," she said. "I should like to see more of you."