“It is the same thing,” said Berengaria.
Adriana was with Lady Roehampton when Lady Montfort was announced.
Adriana came to console; but she herself was not without solace, for, if there were a change of government, she would see more of her friend.
“Well; I was prepared for it,” said Lady Roehampton. “I have always been expecting something ever since what they called the Bed-Chamber Plot.”
“Well; it gave us two years,” said Lady Montfort; “and we are not out yet.”
Here were three women, young, beautiful, and powerful, and all friends of Endymion—real friends. Property does not consist merely of parks and palaces, broad acres, funds in many forms, services of plate, and collections of pictures. The affections of the heart are property, and the sympathy of the right person is often worth a good estate.
These three charming women were cordial, and embraced each other when they met; but the conversation flagged, and the penetrating eye of Myra read in the countenance of Lady Montfort the urgent need of confidence.
“So, dearest Adriana,” said Lady Roehampton, “we will drive out together at three o’clock. I will call on you.” And Adriana disappeared.
“You know it?” said Lady Montfort when they were alone. “Of course you know it. Besides, I know you know it. What I have come about is this; your brother must be in the new parliament.”
“I have not seen him; I have not mentioned it to him,” said Myra, somewhat hesitatingly.