Lady Eleanor knitted her pretty forehead. "Because you thought that Harry had the right to know who was to step into his shoes?"
Her host shook his head.
Lady Eleanor smiled. "Because I am a very charming young woman?"
"I do not deny that that had something to do with my breach of confidence; but there was still another and a better reason."
"Then I cannot guess it."
"Will you give it up?"
Lady Eleanor nodded,
"I ventured to tell you this State secret," whispered Lord Kesterton to his pretty guest, "because the fact is already announced in the evening papers."